Yep, it’s Monday. Know how I know this? No, not by looking at a calendar. Not by the date on my phone or computer. Not because I woke up early.
I know it’s Monday because as I left for work this morning – which only takes me 10 minutes to get to – I realized school started today instead of last week like every other fucking school district in this godforsaken state. What did that mean for me? I was four minutes late for work this morning. Not cool.
This is what happens when you don’t have children, live by a school that doesn’t post the start date, and live on a damn street that is busier than hell during rush hour times that make it damn near impossible to get out of the parking lot during the first day of school!
I’m leaving earlier tomorrow….
….and I just realized I was going to take a different way home tonight and I forgot.
I’m going to go take a nap.