Eight-twenty AM: And two hours later, I'm driving two of them to school while the other two and my mother finish getting ready. Pondering the idea of opening my own coffee/latte place because facing 6 AM or 7 AM or 10 AM without good coffee is just not working for me. I miss Noella's Coffee, a deep, dark, rich Americano in a portable cup that I could recycle later and put my own coffee into. Sometimes you don't even have to do that because often a really big Americano can last all day long.
Eight fifty-nine. Driving my oldest to her college drawing class and my youngest to middle school and then my mother to work. Probably my mother will co-opt the car all day because, well, she does that. Her car broke down nine months ago and she still hasn't repaired it. We gave her our van which we bought and paid for last year, but her son-in-law broke that down too. I don't mind that my mother depends on me for a ride, but her sulking when I need my vehicle to do my own stuff drives me rather nuts. I had the money earlier this summer to get the other van fixed, but I didn't do it because I knew it was a case of spending good money just to have my brother-in-law break it down again. He's a person who doesn't respect other people's property. The sense of entitlement is astounding. My sister is going on her fifth phone in two years, all because when they fight he breaks or sells everything they own. He's also managed to break the phone we gave my mother for Christmas, and the tv they bought last spring, and my sister's flip camera, and who knows what else. I do know he's sold half our DVDs and the radio from the old van.
Nine fifteen: finally at work.
Ten-thirty: heard from husband. He's got a head cold. Tell him where the Dayquil is. Preparing for class this afternoon because I want to be all ready and I want to watch another episode of Eureka while I knit on the sweater I've been working on for the past month. It's "due" to be finished on Wednesday so I can block and get it photographed by Thursday.
Eleven o'clock: Finally finished with class prep. Ready to watch Eureka Episode five from Season 3. Only four more days until the new Eureka season starts. That means four more days to finish episodes 3 and 4 so I'm all caught up for the fifth and final season, which features (yay!) Wil Wheaton, whom I've discovered a new fascination with this summer, and Felicia Day, who I love from The Guild.
More later...
Sunday: And the reason why I sometimes detail my whole day is because I won't remember that day later, like, only six days later. I do know my 1 o'clock class on Monday went well. And I made corn dogs and tater tots for dinner because Mondays are too stressful for real food. I probably watched The Daily Show before bed. I probably fell asleep during John's monologue because I was really tired that day. Other than that? *shrug*
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