That’s what I said last night before I went to bed. I was scheduled to work from 6:45am to 12pm.
I left the house at 6:37am and arrived back home at 1:40pm. Only to almost literally throw clothes on the girls so they could hop in the van and go back with me by 2:00pm. M had to go do a side job, and there was a baby shower for a coworker at the branch. So the girls came with me. Oh, and I still hadn’t eaten my breakfast apple I took with me at 6:37am.
When that was done at 3:15pm, I clocked in again in order to finish what had to be done today and I left the rest to work on tomorrow when I’m there again for another 5.75 hours. The girls waited somewhat patiently until I clocked out again at 4:30pm. Thankfully, another coworker was gracious enough to play silly song games and entertain them for a lot of that time.
Best laid plans…
Most days I don’t miss the responsibility of management. Occasionally, though, I sure wish I had the power to make some changes.
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