Yesterday I brought William to running club. Getting 3 kids plus myself up and ready to leave the house at 7:45 is just a momentous task. So, we were running late as usual. William couldn't find his shoes. The baby kept unloading the shoe rack and generally was being a nuisance in the shoe search. Then we got stuck behind a school bus picking up students. It stopped every half block. I considered going back home, but we wouldn't be back before William's bus arrived. So, I would be making the 4 minute drive (12 minutes behind a school bus) again regardless. So I continued on and dropped William off almost 15 minutes late. I took the girls and went on home.
I pulled into the driveway and hit the garage door button. Nothing. I pushed it again. Nothing. Two, three, four more times with no luck. I started searching out my phone to consult with John, when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the neighbor's garage door was going up and down. I briefly wondered what they were doing when I realized I was sitting in our next door neighbors driveway. I was at the wrong house and my own garage door was working perfectly.
This mama seriously needs some sleep.
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