Fail

It doesn't matter how hard I try, I can never get the girls to school on time.  It doesn't matter if we are rushing or we have plenty of time, I always seem to turn on the car at 8:50 (or later) and it takes more than 10 minutes to get there before the official start of the day.  Thankfully since I pay for them to go to school, I don't get a lot of flack from the teachers or anyone at the school.  They are just happy to see us.

Today was an epic fail.  It started out well enough.  I got up on time, got showered and dressed and was ahead of my usual schedule.  Charlie helped me get Amanda dressed so that battle was quicker than usual, and the girls were unusually interested in eating breakfast this morning.  They happily agreed to stop playing long enough to put their shoes on, all was well.

I wanted to leave the house at 8:40 so I could stop by the post office and drop off a couple of things.  They already had postage on them, we just needed to run them inside.  As I was grabbing Sarah's backpack and ushering the girls to the front door I realized I hadn't make Sarah's lunch.  All that time I wasted reading the paper or whatever else I was doing and I completely forgot.  This happens more times that you would think.  When I'm rushed I remember to do everything but we're late.  When I have all the time in the world I forget to do things and remember at the last second and then we're still late.  Of course if I had remembered to make her lunch in the first place we would have been on the late track anyway.

I quickly put her lunch together, put her lunch box in her backpack and headed back to the front door.  I called the girls and as they walked to the front of the house I noticed Amanda was wearing a uniform.  Oh yeah, she had school today too (yep, my mind is that scattered that I didn't remember putting a uniform on her), she needed a lunch also.  Ugh.  Back to the kitchen to put a quick lunch together for Amanda.

Half way through making her lunch the door bell rang.  I had no idea who that could be.  When I opened the door and saw my friend on the porch I remembered I was taking her daughter to school this week.  Totally forgot.  I took her yesterday, but that didn't seem to stick in my head.  Good thing I forgot the two lunches or we would already be gone.  Unbelievable.

In the end, I finally got all three girls in the car with their backpacks and lunch boxes and turned on the car.  8:57 a.m.  Majorly late.  I may never, ever, get them to school on time this year.  At least they didn't go hungry.