tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659279141267100410.post6010059121340263721..comments2023-10-30T07:21:28.291-04:00Comments on Crazy Days: I gots me some 'splanin to do!Myndehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09067725105420728814noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659279141267100410.post-88208730921226110152011-09-16T15:15:16.671-04:002011-09-16T15:15:16.671-04:00I would just DIE if they switched up our schedules...I would just DIE if they switched up our schedules like that- I can barely handle two hour delays.<br /><br />Totally hear ya on the crazy neighbor thing!Myndehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09067725105420728814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659279141267100410.post-46483718180806167512011-09-16T11:04:33.200-04:002011-09-16T11:04:33.200-04:00You make me laugh! I'm picturing this now. You...You make me laugh! I'm picturing this now. You and I were meant to be neighbors. I see my own life in your posts and I feel much better for some reason. =) <br /><br />We also had an alarm clock miracle this morning. At 10:30 last night I asked my freshman, Jacob if tomorrow was a A day or a B day. Mondays and Wednesdays are A days at the high school and start later than Tuesdays and Thursdays which are B days. Fridays alternate. One week Friday will be an A day and the next week it's a B day. This is more than my brain can keep track of and so I told Jacob it's his job to make sure that he's got Mom in the car at the right time every morning to drive him to school. He either ignored or forgot my reminders and no alarm was set. For some reason I woke up in time to find the school calendar on-line. Naturally, today was a B day and started early. Breakfast was eaten in the car and we were a few minutes late. <br /><br />We also have new neighbors. The other day I was doing an odd little "get the dog poop off the shoes" dance across a wet section of my front lawn as I was talking to myself. I looked up to find my new neighbors watching me as they carried boxes into their house. I just smiled and waved. What else can you do when you've just been pegged as the crazy neighbor lady? =)(big sigh)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com