Driving home from a fundraiser, at 11:30 pm, is not the time I expect a call from Coco that he can’t find his calculator he needs for tomorrow’s ACT. It’s only the college boards. Something he needs to get into a college of his choice. This seems like the perfect time to start getting your things ready for an early AM.
All I wanted to do was go home and fall into bed. I spent an hour tearing the house apart. I went out to the car to search. I looked under couches. Finally, we just ran out of places to look. I went to bed extremely frustrated. But tomorrow is another day.
No comments:
Post a Comment