One Week Ago:
It was my fault. I admit it. Sunday night I went to bed and could not sleep. I tossed then turned and then tossed some more. I finally managed to get 90 minutes of sleep. FAIL.
On the bright side, I had an awesome hair day Monday when the substitute FedEx guy showed up. WIN.
Monday night was a little better but only managed 4 hours of sleep. FAIL.
Well, I guess the lack of sleep from Sunday night was catching up to Monday night... I had a hard time waking up Tuesday. The alarm went off. I knew I had to take my daughter to school early for her "Music Makers". However, I figured "five more minutes" and hit "snooze"...well, I THOUGHT I hit snooze. I actually Hit "Dismiss"!!! FAIL.
I accidentally over-slept by TWENTY MINUTES!!! (er...um... WIN?)
Anyway, so this put us twenty minutes behind schedule, which didn't make her late for school, just for "Music Makers", which is the before-school program in which she is learning the melody horn and ukelele. Anyway, as we are driving, she advises me of her feelings and is quite vocal about how we are "always" late and apparently I have "ruined" her life.
'Twasn't in the mood... I had to laugh else I would cry. I simply replied...
"Just think... When you're my age, you'll get the chance to ruin your own daughter's life."
To which she gasped and asked "So, what? You think I am gonna ruin my own children's lives?"
To which I responded... "I can only hope..." knowing only that I meant one day she might encounter something similar and see the irony in all of this. Of course how can one explain this to a nine year old? Well, simply put, one can't.
Of course she did not appreciate my wit nor my wisdom. As we pulled into the parking lot twenty minutes late, I suggested she have a great day. I am not sure if it was the overly-toothy grin I was sporting or the thick-with-cheer, kill-'em-with-kindness overtones in my voice that sent her over the edge, but I was met with "crusties" in return. I did not let it phase me. I smiled even bigger, told her I loved her and to get out of my car and go to school. Yeah, I'm sensitive like that. hahaha!
Whaddya think?? FAIL??? WIN???