I hate feeling rushed.... I hate being late and I hate that tense feeling inside when I am running behind. This morning I got up late.... mind you, the kids were all awake, but decided to stay in their beds and lounge around until I got up (yes, they SHOULD have gotten up and startd getting ready).
After getting up late, I was running around the house getting everyone up, moving dressed, breakfast, lunches made, myself dressed and bed made all in a matter of 30-40 minutes (and no, I don't look particularly "put together" today).
Finally get everyone in the truck, boys to school, Angie to school and when I open the door to her class I realize that I forgot it was "pajama party" day!! Bad mommy...bad, bad mommy!! Sooooo, I got back in my car, drove back home to get pajamas, drove back to her school, change her clothes and finally got to work!!
And because I got to work late, there was crap piled on my desk to be done, people needed me for something, I had to notarize a bunch of crap and talk to a bunch of insurance peeps..... and have still yet to feel settled!!!
Don't you hate running late for anything.... especially in the morning..... then the WHOLE day is completely thrown off!!! I think I need a glass (or 2 or 5) of wine tonight!!