Way too much talking. Way too early.

Today was an “advisory” day at Jack’s high school. All that means to me is that Jack goes in at 9am rather than 7am. Sooo, I get to sleep just a wee bit longer in the morning. Not bad. But what do I do? Snooze. Just twice, but enough to put me in a little panic as I was trying to get everything done and get myself and Jack out the door on time.

You know, that easy stuff like walk the dog, feed the cats, feed the dog, scoop the kitty litter, pack Jack’s lunch, make sure he has his homework, make breakfast, make my lunch, helloooo get READY like shower and dressed omg, and then actually leave at 8:30 to drive to Jack’s school for 9am. It really takes that long even thought the school is 2 miles from here.

I woke up at 7:40. Gasp.

me: (hopping on one foot in the laundry room, putting on my boots) Hey, are you eating? What did you make?

Jack: Cereal.

me: Can you please fill the dog’s water bowl and put away your lunch from yesterday? How can we make your lunch with the lunch bag full of old stuff?

Jack: Grunt.

me: (shrugging on the giant winter jacket and putting on Moca’s harness). I’m going to take Moca out, probably be gone 15-20 minutes. Okay? Can you pull out everything for your lunch please?

Jack: Grunt.

me: Okay?

Jack: Okay. Sigh.

me: Oh, and make sure to set your reminders to bring your sax home and turn in your form. You’re gonna forget.

(Moca is doing a bit of a dance as she waits to go outside)

Jack: Okay Mom.

me: (halfway out the door) Make sure you recycle that box, and do NOT leave a plastic bag on the counter with cereal crumbs in it. What do you think the kitties will do? Suffocate, that’s what.

Jack: I thought you were taking Moca out? (he goes back to crunching on his cereal)

me: (almost made it out but I pop my head back in for ONE more thing) If you could just get Moca’s food out too, that would be a BIG help… and – – – –

Jack: Mom, waaaaayyyyy too much talking for this early in the morning.

me: Gahhh! (Moca dragged me down the stairs to the garage in one big lunge. I think she agrees with Jack)