Late

I am not yet back to "the old drawing board". Yesterday after I dropped Gage off at school, I walked back home to spend an hour before I went back to school to work in the library. When I got home, I went to the kitchen to fix myself a lunch to eat at school. When I got my lunch bag out, I saw Gage's snack bag. SHOOT! I forgot to send a snack to school with Gage. I thought to myself, Oh well, no big deal. I'll just take his snack and put it in his backpack when I went back to school as I had to be back to school by 9:30a. When I got back to the school I went to put Gage's snack in his backpack and saw that the front zippered part of his bag was unzipped, so I wondered if they were having snack time already? Surely they weren't already eating their snack? I put the snack bag in his backpack and continued on down to the library. After school let out, Gage came to the library to meet me before we left to go get Emma. I asked him if he got his snack and he said no. I immediately felt terrible. I told him I brought his snack when I came back to school and thought he would find it. Well, they had already had their snack. I asked him if anyone else didn't have a snack and he said no. I don't know why it would make me feel any better knowing that Gage AND a classmate didn't have a snack? I asked Gage if he was hungry at snack time, and of course he replied, "Yes." I didn't forget his snack today, needless to say!

Today I worked in the library from 1-3p. The time flew by very quickly. I didn't even realize it was 3p until the janitor lady came into the library and Mrs. Schmidt's daughter came in. I had asked Gage to meet me in the library again, so I was waiting for him. It took him awhile to show up. He had forgotten he was supposed to meet me in the library until he arrived at out meeting spot outside and discovered I wasn't there. After he came down to the library, we had to go back to his classroom because he had forgotten his library books in his desk. We went there, then I had to drop a couple of things off at the office and sign out. I told Gage we needed to hurry because I knew we were running a little late in picking Emma up. We walked as quickly as we could and when we finally arrived at Corpus Christi to pick Emma up, just inside the doorway stood Emma, her teacher, another teacher and the principal. Emma came running to me and I apologized for being late. The principal commented, "See, I told you she would be coming." Emma was the only kid left in the school (besides the teacher's daughter). She thought I wasn't coming to get her. I apologized to her teacher a few different times. She said it wasn't a problem as she knew I would be coming. I am certainly not going to win the "Mother-of-the-Week" award this week let me tell you! I hate being late. I'll do better tomorrow. (I hope!)

I get the opportunity to work again tomorrow at 9:30 instead of in the afternoon. I can't wait to see that next paycheck! However, I feel bad that Juanita's back is causing her to miss work. I do hope she gets to feeling better soon.