Tell me it’s Monday without telling me it’s Monday

Today has been the Monday-est Monday that I’ve had in a long time. It started off with a very late in the game fog delay notification for Thing Three. We were both already up and around, and mostly ready for our day.

Then I got my notification that my school also had a two hour fog delay.

So Thing Three napped while I tidied things up, got boxes ready to ship from the post office before I went to school, and so forth.

He wakes up, puts on finishing touches, makes himself to not get on the bus this anfternoon because I need to take him to his orthodontist anppointment, and heads out. He catches the bus, I wave to the bus driver and heads back in to feed Bos and then head out, reminding myself.to pick him up at school later.

I’m almost out the door when the phone rings. It’s his school, again, this time saying a gas line has been hit at the school and the buses will be returning all secondary students to their homes because nobody can be near the gas leak. ALSO, because the buses have to return everyone, they can’t pick up any elementary school students. School is cancelled for everybody. 

Happy Columbus Day.

Laughing to myself, scribbling Thing Three a note about welcome home, see you later, I head to the post office, get my boxes all stamped with the self-service kiosk and try to yeet them into the drop box. 

It’s jammed.

The main section is closed. It’s Columbus Day. 

I head down the street to a toy store, asking if they also ship USPS, just in case, and the answer is, sadly, no.

I’m now at school, getting ready for a half day of 4 year olds while my boxes sit in the car.

Have a great day, and may yours go smoother than mine!