It's been a comical morning thus far and it is only 8:56 am. My morning began at 5:50 am when Christopher came into my room turned on the brightest light in my room and proclaimed that Giavanna poured out all of his shampoo. He wanted me to punish her on the spot- I explained to him that Im quite sure it was an accident as that would be rather out of character for Giavanna.
He then needed to know where all of his shorts disappeared to- we had cleaned out his closet last week and I organized all of his shorts for storage. It quickly dawned on me that my sitter put them in a bag to go to goodwill- there were only 15 or so pairs of shorts in the bag so what's the big deal right- Grrrr…. not a good way to start out.
Im hoping that the bag is still in my trunk but Im afraid to look as if it's not Im going to be very annoyed. We then realized that today is Tuesday which means that he has to be in school by 7:30 for student council.
I rushed everyone and proceeded toward my car wearing what I slept in- shorty shorts and a tee-shirt- a Victoria Secret sweatshirt that says something immature and sparkly flip-flops- I then added sunglasses and headed toward the door.
http://iamdivorcednotdead.com/how-to-cope-divorce-process/social-barriers-change/delaine/under-the-scrutiny-of-married-women/
Giavanna decided that she was coming along and I told her to grab a jacket- as she headed toward me with a pumpkin doughnut in hand- I had to laugh as she was wearing my short mink jacket along with her flip-flops. The two of us were a sight to be seen. I didn't think we would actually be seen which is why I allowed the crazy look of the two of us.
As I headed down Sport Hill road- I was brought to being sixteen. When I learned how to drive my father emphatically told me that I should always fill my gas tank when it was half full. I have always taken this advice and have never had a problem or even worried about whether or not I had gas… until this morning.
I panicked as the orange gas light went on and thought- great- Im about to run out of gas in this outfit. It wouldn't normally bother me except in my town- like many others I think people are extraordinarily judgmental.
He then needed to know where all of his shorts disappeared to- we had cleaned out his closet last week and I organized all of his shorts for storage. It quickly dawned on me that my sitter put them in a bag to go to goodwill- there were only 15 or so pairs of shorts in the bag so what's the big deal right- Grrrr…. not a good way to start out.
Im hoping that the bag is still in my trunk but Im afraid to look as if it's not Im going to be very annoyed. We then realized that today is Tuesday which means that he has to be in school by 7:30 for student council.
I rushed everyone and proceeded toward my car wearing what I slept in- shorty shorts and a tee-shirt- a Victoria Secret sweatshirt that says something immature and sparkly flip-flops- I then added sunglasses and headed toward the door.
http://iamdivorcednotdead.com/how-to-cope-divorce-process/social-barriers-change/delaine/under-the-scrutiny-of-married-women/
Giavanna decided that she was coming along and I told her to grab a jacket- as she headed toward me with a pumpkin doughnut in hand- I had to laugh as she was wearing my short mink jacket along with her flip-flops. The two of us were a sight to be seen. I didn't think we would actually be seen which is why I allowed the crazy look of the two of us.
As I headed down Sport Hill road- I was brought to being sixteen. When I learned how to drive my father emphatically told me that I should always fill my gas tank when it was half full. I have always taken this advice and have never had a problem or even worried about whether or not I had gas… until this morning.
I panicked as the orange gas light went on and thought- great- Im about to run out of gas in this outfit. It wouldn't normally bother me except in my town- like many others I think people are extraordinarily judgmental.
