Nothing says how your day will potentially turn out like waking 1 hour 41 minutes late! My day usually starts at 5am. But because P refuses to sleep on her own 350 thread count sheets in her room, she sleeps in my bed. Last night while going to sleep, she decided to listen to a CD in the cd player/radio/alarm clock. I didn't realize that she chose Mickey Mouse to help her sleep, so I didn't know to switch the player back to alarm clock mode. I woke at 6:41 with P asking what was for breakfast.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it.
After calling my supervisor to let her know we woke late~~she said 'take your time' (and we did)~~it was time to start our day.
Once we were dressed, P decided she couldn't wait until 8:15 to eat breakfast at day care, so she NEEDED to eat at home. Then she took 15 minutes to find a toy to take for nap time. And another 10 minutes deciding which coat to wear. And another 5 minutes to decide if she wanted the Pixter or the Video Now in the car for the ride.
While dropping P at daycare, I ws coerced into reading a book, doing an art project, and sitting at the breakfast table during breakfast.
All in all, my 1 hour 41 minutes late turned into 2 hours 30 minutes late by the time I made it to the office. The supervisor didn't care. To ease my own guilt, I didn't leave the office until 6:00.
Uncle LeRoy has requested my presence at a conference held here. Good side...it's a free trip to the Bavarian Alps (maybe I'll pack my snowboard). Bad side...being away from P for 3 days~straight. 3. Days. I've never been away from her for more than 2 days, when she went to the Alps with some friends, and they ventured into Austria, while I was at a class.
The conference will be a great opportunity to meet people in my career field that help make decisions about the federal budget (maybe I'll meet someone that will help me get my dream job with the State Department). I need to let them know if I'll go to the conference by next week. I'll think about it.