Today...school lost Micah's note cards....one more in the story of the lost things. They better find those- Mom is pissed- she's going up there tomorrow. I had said "one more year....one more year...." but if he has the same teachers next year as this year, it ain't gonna happen. It will NOT happen. Every week they lose something else. Something he has worked hard on. Like those cards, which he is NOT gonna do again. We can do the report on the Mayans without those stupid dang cards. Heck we have 40,000 Mayans right here in Cincinnati-who needs stupid note cards. All we have to do is go to Lower Price Hill to hear Mam and eat Guatemalan food. But the school doesn't care about living history anyway, just a bunch of fracking note cards and infantile projects.
Oh and the weather, let me tell you, it's been downright droopy, drippy, clammy, crummy. Without even actually being all that rainy. Just wet and sloppy and all round no good.
And it's Monday.
Hey that's not a bad thing. I actually like Mondays.