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2 hour school delays

For some reason, it's the hardest thing to add 2 hours to my departure time at 6:15 in the morning when the boss calls.

It leaves me with 20 minutes before having to leave for the next run

it leaves me with half an hour to wait before I can take the morning kids back home. And they don't even feed me while I wait.

It really sets me off for the entire day.

gggrrrr.

Comments

Anonymous said…
hi- it's good to have a place to blow off steam, isn't it? (here via michelle today) i can see where you would have some steam ot blow after the 2 hour delay, it upended my day too and i just had the 2 are at home!
huh?

~michele sent me. she feels there is not enough confusion in my life
Kat said…
Poor thing. But hey, you could always spend the 'spare' half hour praying? :-)
Jean-Luc Picard said…
Ciera, just let your anger go here; it's better than someone in person. We all dislike schedule changes.
Ciera said…
This is the probably the safest place to blow off steam isn't it?

Kat--- sigh yeah.
M. C. Pearson said…
I know what you mean...I used to hate those delays when I worked at the children's home...glad I homeschool now and don't have to worry about it.

So, Sira...uh, I mean Ciera, how's your head these days? Is your mind still in our Galaxy? Wink wink, nudge nudge. ;)
Ciera said…
Head hasn't hurt for 3 whole days...I'm impressed. Still has a tendency to wander a good bit...exploring far away galaxies and all that.

{feigns innocence} Sira???



LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!

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