2:10 p.m. - 2008-05-23
Out of the blue....
I got a phone call from the New School's secretary. I immediately thought "sick son." OH, BUT NO. Turns out they had a noon dismissal today. "Oh, really? No, I didn't know."
"The reminder was sent home on Wednesday." That was the important note which FirstBorn urged us to read that I could never find.... Great.
"how soon can you be here?"
do quick math. "20 minutes."
"OK. That should work out perfectly."
Put baby in car seat, tell Screaming Harlot we have to go get FirstBorn, send her out the door. Whereupon I see... the van in half-finished detailing state. "Half-finished" meaning half the seats were out/down, there was a vacuum inside it, all the doors were opened.... Also known as 10 minutes worth of reconstructing. Ten minutes that I did not have available to spend. crap!
Go back inside. Call Husband Unit. Explain dilemma. Ask him nicely to fetch FirstBorn. Put van back together, put crying baby in crib, put whiny Screaming Harlot on her "rest bed"... and here we are.
Whaaaat a day....
