OK, you can tell you're too stressed out when you're almost in tears because your kid is late for breakfast. Traffic was a nightmare this morning, pouring rain, and Miss M was about a half-hour late for school - and missed breakfast. So here I am roaming around the hallways, desperatly trying to find a banana or a cherrio, or something for her to eat. Instead I find teacher D, and suddenly feel like I'm four years old, begging the teacher for a snack, ready to cry. What is wrong with me?
Today is just a very akward day in general - everything feels just a little off. Running late this morning, confusing final details for the move, I can't wait for this to be over - and to take a nice long bath in my new jetted tub :)
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