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So.

I wasn't there most of last week, so I didn't get the form to request an appointment with Froglet's teacher. Tadpole's teacher is thankfully less organized, so I got the form for Tadpole late, like everyone else, and requested an appointment for tonight.

Of course, they gave me one for tomorrow morning. *headdesk*

And then today, I called the school to get squeezed in somewhere into Froglet's teacher's schedule and managed to secure an appointment for tonight at 6:50.

So my schedule for tonight now looks as follows:

Before 6: call Husband. Make sure he LEAVES WORK.
6:00: call again. If Husband still there, yell. tell him he'll have NO CHOCOLATE. That should get him to move.
6:30 get Froglet to slip on her skating dress & tights.
6:40 leave house
6:50 to 7:00 listen to teacher tell me that daughter is doing good but cannot keep track of her bag/mittens/hat/book. Nod understandingly. Pretend that I have never, ever seen anything that disgraceful. Disregard the fact that I used to be the exact same.
7:00 go to skating arena
7:20 to 8:05 skating. Resist Tadpole's constant hollering for a lollipop.
8:10 Give in and buy lollipops anyways.
8:15 go back to car. Drive home. Try to put kids to bed.
9:00 collapse in front of CSI.

Tomorrow is a day off school, and this is what the schedule looks like:

9:00 Husband leaves to run a few errands
9:30 Friend V. arrives and drops off oldest son, Froglet's BestFriend, then goes to a doctor's appointment with Maya.
10:00 Call Husband frantically to remind him to BRING BACK THE CAR NOW, GODDAMMIT.
10:10 drive to school
10:20 to 10:30 appointment with Tadpole's teacher
10:40 back home. Collapse on sofa.
11:30 make lunch for all the kid + V.. and me (2 adults, 4 kids. ahahahaha)
afternoon: watch Star Wars Ep. 5 (cos we promised. We promised. Argh.)
evening: die quietly in a corner of the house. I leave the half-full bottle of vodka to [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge and [livejournal.com profile] chaos_pockets, to be shared with all the other members of the Do-over Club.

Sometime over the weekend, my body will hopefully be discovered. Before the cat eats me the cat has bad teeth, anyways.

Have a good end of the week, too. *waves hurriedly and runs off*

ETA OMG THE CAT JUST PUKED ON MY DICTIONARY RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR
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