Murphy's law

So if you follow me on Instagram you saw that today was our last day of school. My relief was nonexistent as I was so tired from the day before, well really this whole week. I had been pushing the envelope so much to get all this end of the year stuff done on top of a few projects my husband and I were working on. We had our 8th grade promotion ceremony, a Sundae Bar for a 2nd grade class, errands, grocery shopping, putting away said groceries, and still home work, and making lunches. I did about half of this with my toddler on my hip towards the middle to end as she was very very tired. DID I MENTION I was in HIGH HEELS for 13 hours straight?

The day started off pretty good, but as it wore on, little things started happening. There was the sugar crash of my daughter who had an ice cream sundae. Grocery shopping with the after work crowd (not my favorite thing to do). I was so thrown off on my schedule, I left my list at home and did it from memory. I forgot some key items. So that is another trip I have to make soon.

Naps were not taken so of course crying and I am guilty of bribing to get through all the errands. A mom has to do what a mom has to do. She had been so wonderful, but running after the big school kids all day, she needed rest. She decided to fall asleep at 6 PM so that meant her bed time was going to be WAY LATER than normal.

Then comes the biggest incident... the HOMEWORK incident. It is the night before the last day of school. Their Big Math test was already done, but NO, NO NO NO. We are going to do a double sided division work sheet. Just for fun. I am trying not to crab to much, but come on, they are done. The Honor Roll assembly was the next day at 8:30 Grades are done. So my son is doing his homework at 9 PM way past his bed time and it starts. He literally finishes and here comes the worst nose bleed ever. If you have been following Arizona, it is REALLY DRY HERE. We have a lot of wildfires happening and the side of the highways with the dry landscapes are literally bursting into flames. So 20 minutes later, there is a mess from the dining room to the kitchen. His homework is not in any condition to be turned in.

My son is a serious 3rd (now 4th grader), I knew the teacher would understand. NOPE, he had to have his homework. I promised him, I would take care of it. I get everyone in bed, lunches made, groceries put away, kitchen cleaned. I grab my wonderful little pint of Ben & Jerry's Phish Food (best stuff ever) and I sit to get the work sheet from the Math Site. I press Print at 11:39 pm... NOTHING. I press print again... NOTHING. My printer was disconnected from the network. So after working with the horrible Windows 8, I get it back online. I press print again at 12:04 AM... a message appears (ink is low).

At this point, I am willing to take the F for the grade. I get out my legal pad and start writing all the math problems.... I messed up 3 times. On my 4th attempt to create the work sheet, I wrote the last problem wrong. I decided OHH Well.

BY 12:49 AM, my tired, hungry, sore self went to bed. I woke up deader than a Zombie and could barely walk. I went to the Awards Ceremony to see my son get the Honor Roll. I some how finagled a 3 hr nap from my daughter so I slept in a blissful Advil aided state. I woke up not feeling fully awake, but I was awake enough to go to Pack Meeting.

My son did get an "A" in Math... I guess Murphy wanted me to really earn my Summer Break