This morning I got the kids to school early. Only about 3-5 minutes before the first bell rang, but for me that is quite the accomplishment. I have got arriving at the last possible minute before the last bell or being marked late down to a science. So this morning, as I walked back to my car, passing all of those parents who are usually coming back from their drop offs as I am running to the door dragging my panting, stumbling children, I could barely contain the urge to start dancing, whooping, pointing at these parents and yelling, "That's right! IN YOUR FACE!" But I obviously didn't. The world in my head is infinitely more fun then my reality as I'm sure everyone else's is...I am now writing this instead of getting ready to go back to the school to attend my daughter's publishing party. I have exactly an hour to eat, shower, unload the dishwasher and cut 60 tiny pieces of chocolate peppermint bark. My daughter woke up this morning with a stomachache, worried that I would be late to the party. I guess she has every right to be.
I think that I am an adrenaline junkie, loving that rush you get when you are running late late late, but then you manage to make it on time.
So I better get on with it.
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