|Posted on August 30, 2010 at 5:37 PM|
- Malcolm Forbes
Today was a day for simply surviving. Shakese's bus comes at 7:24 a.m. I set my alarm for 6:30. I jump up, it's 7:22. I don't see Shakese or MJ in the house. By the time I get my bearings, and decide to drive up to the bus stop, MJ is walking up to the front door. WTH? He walked Shakese to the bus stop.
Day starts off with me majorly depressed. I missed the first day. I missed her getting ready. I missed pep talks. I missed making sure she knew her lunch code and bus number. I missed making sure she had her schedule ready. I take the schedule (which was actually copy #2) and a note I'd written. I planned on dropping it in her locker. However...Principal Schmidt wasn't having it. She was pulling the paper out of my hand before I finished my sentence. But *I* wanted to take the schedule to her :(. Ok, so they want to stop overzealous parents from babying the kids maybe? Whatev, I was annoyed. Then MJ went to school way early. I went back to give him his afternoon bus number.
Then I had to go down to dealing with the folks at the county today. UGH! I hate going down there. Really really hate it. Got home, did my hair, really felt like taking a pair of scissors to it. I'm so over it. Bleh.
Every year, I bake cupcakes for first day of school. Today I decided to only make a dozen so that I wouldn't want to eat the cupcakes. I didn't have any milk other than skim (which is NOT good for baking) and I only had a few muffin cups. So after Mike and I ran a few errands, I came in to bake the cupcakes. Well...I was becoming agitated and sad some more because it was like 2:30 when I got them in the oven and Shakese's bus was scheduled to get here at 2:56. They wouldn't be ready
Sooooo, 2:56 comes and goes. Hmmm. Ok, it is the first day...Then....THEN, the boy who lives across the street comes cutting through the back. 2 minutes later I think, "ok, WHERE is Shakese". 5 minutes later I go ring his bell -- Shakese wasn't on the bus. Huh?
I call the school, they page her, and oh well...she hasn't answered. Huh?
I call Selena, she saw Shakese after school but doesn't know where she is. Huh?
I call Claire, who also rides the bus. Shakese wasn't on the bus. Huh?
I call Erin, "Did you see Shakese today?" She says, "Yes, at lunch, but not since then." Huh?
I call the school back the lady assures me she probably went to a friend's house. Huh?
No the hell she didn't.
I go up to the school. They don't know what to tell me. Huh?
I call a mom I know who has a daughter at the junior high also and whose younger kids are in MJ's class. Andrayah hasn't seen Shakese either. Huh?
The office calls the bus company to try to find out if any kids got on the wrong bus. They only showed 1 from Meadowbrook. She can't get through to dispatch. Huh?
She says...you can call Minnetonka PD.
WHAT THE F_CK!?!?
Now, I'm freaking out. I'm crying. I'm losing my effing mind.
I call Mike and ask him to come back because I'm losing it.
I pick up the phone and get through to dispatch right away. Shakese was on the wrong bus. The bus driver has to complete his route and then he can bring her home.
I'm exhausted. My brain is fried. I think tonight will be an early one for me.