Tuesday, September 30, 2008

To Woodburn I drive, after I drop Koben off at school, to have my hair cut and highlighted. It is 1:30, construction everywhere in Molalla. None, at all, all summer, and now that the rain is going to start, they decide to work on the roads. I will never understand that.

Home I drive, running late, at 3:30, the time Koben gets out of pre-school. Held up by the nice construction men 4 times. 4 times. Yup, 4 times. Molalla is a small town, do they have to work on the entire town at once? It makes it rather difficult to commandeer when you are in a hurry, trying to speed thru town, doing 40 in a 25, barely stopping at the stop signs, other than in front of the fire station, of course.

By now, it is 3:45, I am 15 minutes late, Koben is the last child there, matching colored bears into colored plates with his speech therapist.

No one minds that I am late. And here I hurried.

Why do I put myself thru so much stress? Why was I so worried they would be angry? Why do I always try to please everyone? Jeesh.

Then we went to the grocery store, where I spent $75.00, and came home with four bags and two gallons of milk. Why was it I stopped shopping at Safeway? Crikies.

Then we went to the gas station, where we waited in line for a half hour. It wasn't until the end, that I realized today is the last day you can use your fuel pump rewards. Yeah, like they won't extend that. They know when they have a money maker going.

Then it was thru the car wash, since by then I was too revved up and stressed out to actually wash it myself. So, I wasted 8 bucks. Fool.

So, now I am finally at home, groceries put away by my dear Chloe, so I won't even worry that she went out to ride her bike and left all the empty grocery bags in the middle of the floor. I guess she only has so much weather left to ride her bike in. Koben is in the backyard swinging, and I am ready to throw some laundry in, pick up the living room/kitchen/dining room, and make dinner.

As I sit here, I notice I grabbed a t-shirt out of Craigs drawer (which I steal all the time) and I am noticing I put it on without looking at it.

It says "This is what a cool dad looks like"

*sigh* whatever will be, will be. =)

No comments: