Do you ever feel like you're chasing the clock. Late, unfinished, unprepared?
That's me this week. It is truly the first week of school with all the unexpected scheduling and rushing and trying to make sure all the i's are dotted and all the t's are crossed, but feeling a bit like my i's are crossed and my t's may be see spots.
Somehow, Sydney has been scheduled on the wrong bus and yesterday afternoon, was told by the driver that this was the last stop and she had to get off. Thank goodness, there's an emergency plan for that and she called the neighbor to come get her. She was only about 7 blocks from home, but not at an intersection she knew how to get home from. Poor thing. They said she was so lost.
Today is volleyball tryouts. I wished her luck as she was shoving me away as I tried to lean in for a last hug before she got out of the car. Oh, my she's growing up.
Turn around and she's a young girl walking out of the door.
I'll have more time tomorrow, but today, I'm in school, too. All day training. I cut two toothpicks to prop my eyelids open with. Remember, i don't sit still well.