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Monday, January 28, 2013

An overcast Monday...

This Monday began like any other Monday. I prepared to head to work, prepared my mind to wind up my unit on Short Stories and administer an exam later in the week. I ticked off a list of to-do's as I was dressing.

I said my good-byes to my husband, brother and canine babies and out the door I went. I mentally checked to be sure that I had my purse, school bag, computer and cell phone - check. Then I called my son at his dorm - no answer. Okay, he is still asleep and does not have class until 10 AM. Then I texted him and requested that he respond to the text when he awakens...

Then I realized that I was going to be late for work, traffic is backed up. A trip that takes me exactly 12 minutes, took me 30 minutes...no accidents, no policeman, just Sunday drivers on a Monday. My cell phone rang just before I make my arrival on campus and it was my hubby. His medical transportation did not bring a van with adequate equipment to handle his Hoveround...really? This is an emergency appointment and not his regular appointment. He is having some symptoms that we are very concerned about and he says, "Oh, I'll just reschedule it." This is stated in a nonchalant manner. Do you know how long it takes to get a doctor's appointment in Shreveport, Louisiana - FOREVER! My stress level has increased exponentially.

Back to my son...I received my response as requested in the form of a texted "?" - Really? Mind you, my son has been suffering with a severe sinus infection and working through it. He goes to work at Red Lobster then medicates himself at night. Yes, I am a concerned mama and his response is a blasted question mark...Stress level doubled.

I get to my classroom door and pull out my lanyard - NO KEY! (I need to go back to bed at this point.) The key is always on my lanyard! I finally just dove into the bottom of my big red school bag and searched until I found the key at the very bottom underneath ungraded papers, books, receipts, etc. (Remember it's not 8 AM yet!)...this day has to get better...