The problem lies in the afternoon pick up which is an absolute cluster F of epic proportions. School lets out at approximately 310pm. If I want to get the Smart Boys picked up and home by DINNER TIME I have to get out to the school by 230pm, line up (as if a funeral procession,) and patiently wait. I bring my water, protein bar, iPad, and phone to keep my busy and hydrated. Some days aren't so bad but others feel like time will never move on.
|Minus flashing lights and Hearse.|
Smart Boys enter the vehicle, usually as slow as possible. The door slams and we're off. Another school day complete! BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!! I still have to navigate my way out of the parking lot. This involves a bit of hell/toe action, evasive maneuvering, and sometimes standing on brakes. I'm not entirely sure where these parents got their driver's licenses but I'm quite sure it was a Cracker Jack box. We have to make the mad dash home, 7 miles of pure adrenaline. What adrenaline rush doesn't include being tailgated by the Cracker Jack parade?
Enter the house. As I rush to the latrine the boys are busy depositing their backpacks, papers, jackets, and shoes where ever they'd like usually in a direct path of walking. Homework, check homework, start dinner, eat dinner, do dishes, and so on. /End Scene.
Moral of the story? Thank your damn bus driver! Those of you who are fortunate enough to have bus services, ENJOY IT! That and I'll be applying for a chauffeur license. Doesn't it suck that I can't put this driving service on a resume detailing my safe driving skills all while volunteering?! Ah the endless joys of Motherhood. =)