Having been in the grips of bitchocity for the last few weeks, my son picked a very bad time to have a bout of male adolesent amnesia .
On Tuesday, waiting for his basketball game to start, I had my planner out, updating my week, when a mom, looking over my shoulder, noted that I didn't have the weekend basketball tourney penciled in.
My son had failed to mention it.
Wednesday was the last day of school this week, and when I asked last night for his schedule, he informed me that he forgot the schedule in his locker, along with his last known pair of gym shorts. Seeing as shorts aren't a big selling item when it's 30 below, I was forced to drive in semi blizzard conditions early this morning and shop at a sports store paying 49.99 for a pair of X small men's, as they didn't carry junior ( read , somewhat cheaper) sizes.
This was after I spent a half hour on the floor of the store, because they were all on the bottom rack, with the size tags tucked neatly inside each pair of shorts.
When I arrived home after two hours, following a sanding truck the whole way home, he proudly told me he got a hold of a team mate to fax us the schedule .Reading it I noticed a reminder to bring water bottles, tape and their jerseys...... it doesn't take much of a leap to assume that his jersey was no where to be found. His best guess was that it was somewhere in his locker, along with the schedule, the shorts, and various reminents of rotting lunches.
The past two days have been teachers convention, and the school was locked tightly up, but with a bit of ingenuity, I came up with the caretaker, who graciously met us at the school , and we retrived the jersey , shorts (14.99 non emergency price ) the missing schedule and headed on the 1/2 hour trip home.
Except it wasn't a half hour, it was three hours.
Flat tire.
28 C below.
It was my seething anger that kept us warm.
We had a half hour to get ready to head out on the hour long drive to the tourney venue, and as he headed for the shower, I listened to our voice mail.
The tournament was cancelled, due to the extreme weather.
I mean ,who in their right mind would be out on a day like today?
About Me
- Hope
- I am a woman who is content with herself and her life, but believe that each day brings new possibilities and opportunities that I intend to be open to. I am an intuative person who does not always listen to herself.
7 comments:
oh my!
I see I am not the only one who gets frustatrated with their son.
My 14 yo has been driving me nutso the last 2 months....
flat tire = very po'ed me. I can totally relate to that AND the 'lost' schedules.
I hope the weekend is better for you.
Haha, that sounds like a sitcom episode!
I hope you can bundle up by a nice warm fire the rest of the weekend and hibernate.
GRRR - I would be seething also. All that and they cancelled the darned thing!!! Believe me, I understand and feel your pain about the teenage boy thing. I live with one. I hope your month gets better Hope!!
Oh dear. I hope you made yourself a nice hot chocolate, climbed into a warm bath, turned on some soothing music, and LOCKED THE DOOR for at least an hour!
I sure know and relate with this feeling. Hope it is warmer for you now and things have calmed down!
Laughing i just noticed how cold it is and that it is snowing for you on your weather girl. So stay warm!
Oh ack, I'm sorry that happened.
And here we had 83 degree weather yesterday! Not trying to rub it in or anything! ;)
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