When I got near the house, I picked up the required foods to make dinner then got ready to write. About that time, my phone rang. Big Dog was in the office not feeling well. I needed to pick him up. I set aside my writing and drove to the school only to discover I'd given the booster seat from Mr. Dog's car to my car this morning in order to help transport a friend to school. I called the school to let them know there was a glitch in the pick up but I'd be back before too long. I got a booster, picked up Big Dog and took him home.
He really wasn't feeling well, I got him settled in my bed, rearranged my pilates class scheduled for tomorrow morning and cancelled any other appointments that might be disrupted by me having a sick child at home. Once this work was done, I picked the laptop up thinking I could at least put some of the ideas I'd had brewing in my head onto paper before they disappeared into my thought abyss. I was just getting started when the phone rang. It was the after school program. Apparently Little Dog was having a bad afternoon and had decided it was a great idea to shove a kid who was pissing him off. After shoving the kid he refused to talk to the counselors about what happened, so they were asking me to pick him up.
Again, I set aside my writing work and picked up my errant child. So much for today, maybe tomorrow will be more productive. At any rate, today was not a great day for focusing on my goals. Being a mother, while amazing for sure, has a special way of stealing time from other pursuits. I went from being rich with "me time" to being a mom-taxi in just three phone calls. Top that.
As a theme for the Grab Bag today, I want to hear about something you have had stolen. It can be a real object or something less tangible (for example, my stolen day).
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