I woke up early in the morning, and was huddled under all my blankets, feeling toasty warm. My room was still dim, and I had just woken up from one of those fuzzy, happy dreams that always leave me in a good mood. I let my eyes close and thought of how cozy I felt and said to myself I could just close my eyes and drift off back to sleep...
And then the alarm went off.
Oh, so it was going to be one of those days.
Not to mention that my carpool came almost forty minutes late, I ended up wearing the wrong shirt, and completely forgot to eat breakfast. All to get, what, three and a half hours closer to crossing off Goal #7?
I spent the day surrounded by children. I mean, I like particular children just fine, but as an entire mass? Children screaming. Children crying. Children who won't talk. Children who won't color. Children who refuse to wear the color orange. Children who demand you sing along to "Old MacDonald" and "She'll Be Coming 'Round The Mountain."
Good God. I will be very, very happy when I can cross #7 off my list.
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