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Suprisingly, I awoke this morning around 5:30 AM to make sure my daughter and I made it to school on time. I woke my daughter up around 6:45 AM so she could wash her face and brush her teeth. While she did that, I got my son ready, whom was still asleep. It’s amazing how independent and obedient she is. Granted, we have our days where I may need to spank her, but we’re getting better with understanding each other. It’s not often that I have to raise my voice or scold her; I’m trying to break out of that altogther.

She arrived to school–on time. WOOT! I was proud of myself. When she was in Head Start, she hardly ever eat breakfast with her class. We woke up a little later, ate breakfast at home or on the way to school, and she made it to school around 8:30 AM, when her class returned from breakfast. I could tell she was excited to eat with her little friends.

I dropped my son off at his daycare and proceeded to school. My first class began at 9AM and I had plenty of time to spare. I sang aloud; I drove the speed limit; I even stopped for breakfast, the most important meal of the day! When I got to school, my first class was cancelled because of a flood on the first floor and no air conditioning on the second. I visited my advisor until my next class started. Finished up with school and headed to work.

Even though there was a little problem that I had to attend to, I’m still trying to look at the glass as being half full. This “problem” created a massive headache for me on a day that had the potential to be fantastic. So tomorrow, we’ll try this again.

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