Thursday, July 2, 2009

Anatomy of a staycation day

6 a.m. Alarm goes off. Up and at 'em, Adam Ant! Why? Because I am my daughter's personal alarm clock. Wakey-wakey, Roo-girl!

6:02 a.m. Crawl back into bed and log onto Facebook and Plurk. And maybe email and my reader.

6:03 a.m. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

6:32 a.m. Second alarm goes off. Why? Because I knew what would happen at 6:03.

6:33 a.m. Look through bleary eyes at laptop screen. Plurk pathetically and bemoan the lack of coffee at my bedside.

7 a.m. Oops. Grab a pair of jeans, throw a jacket over my t-shirt and run ... calling for Roo-girl as I go.

7:10 a.m. Finally get in the car and frantically drive through massive traffic to take a certain teenager to summer school.

7:11 a.m. Fight the desire to dropkick my suddenly sullen kid through the goalposts of life. Get a clue, girlfriend. It's really not all about YOU.

7:25 a.m. Boot sullen child out of my car and drive directly -- do not pass go -- to the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf for a much-needed vanilla latte (half-caff, nonfat, no foam).

7:40 a.m. Aaahhhh, half-caffeinated bliss.

7:50 a.m. Home. Home. Home. Yay! Vegetate.

8:05 a.m. Field first text message from the Roo-girl ("I thought of something else I maybe want for my birthday"). Seriously? During biology? Get an A, for gawd's sake!

8:06 a.m. Think about blogging. Play Bejeweled Blitz instead.

11:15 a.m. Wonder where the time went.

11:16 a.m. Remember I have an eye appointment at 11:45. Grab some deodorant and clean clothes and hustle hustle hustle.

11:18 a.m. Leave the house! (Man, I'm good.)

11:45 a.m. Get to eye doc on time. Score!

11:46 a.m. Ace the eye chart, thereby solidifying the prescription for my contact lenses. It's only been a six-month odyssey.

12 p.m. Leave eye doctor, think about drive-through.

12:01 p.m. Resist.

12:o2 p.m. Resist.

12:03 p.m. Resist.

12:04 p.m. Aw hell.

12:20 p.m. Regret not resisting.

12:21 p.m. Lose track of time until ...

1:03 p.m. Text the Roo-girl to see if she wants to be picked up from school.

1:04 p.m. Answer: Im not sure yet.

1:04:30 p.m. Answer: Actually can you come pick me up??

1:05 p.m. Fight even nastier school traffic to get to Roo-girl, who at ...

1:10 p.m. ... is standing on a street corner.

1:25 p.m. Rescue Roo-girl from street corner and query her about lunch options before her 2:15 cheer practice.

1:40 p.m. Continue to navigate bad traffic. Decide on shortcut. Oops.

1:50 p.m. Arrive at supermarket for possible lunch options. "HURRY, Mom. I have practice at 2:15!"

2 p.m. Head back to school for practice. Significantly less traffic now, but WHY exactly did I pick her up again???

2:04 p.m. Boot varsity cheerleader out of my car. Blink a couple times when she actually says thank you.

2:05 p.m. Consider options for the 2 1/2 hours before I have to return to school for cheer practice pickup. Decide to not decide.

2:06 p.m. Waste time until ...

4:39 p.m. ... Z-man approaches. "Mom, can you give me a ride to work soon?" Why certainly!

4:40 p.m. Field ANOTHER text from the Roo-girl: "im dun. can u com get me?"

4:41 p.m. Bemoan my child, the product of public schools.

4:42 p.m. Drive, drive, shlep, shlep.

I'm almost embarrassed to tell you how the rest of the day went ... because it ended at the mall looking at possible birthday presents with the Roo-girl.

I really am a soft touch.

17 comments:

Suzanne said...

When exactly does the child get her license?

Trannyhead said...

So .... what does she want for her birthday?

songbird's crazy world said...

the Roo girl sounds a lot like my daughter Becca...Becca will be 17 next week and I can't wait until she takes the road test and gets her license.

LceeL said...

Personally, it's not the fact that I'm a soft touch that irritates me - it's the fact that they EXPECT me to be a soft touch that irritates me.

Karen said...

I love your day, it's so like reading about my own.

"regret not resisting" is my favorite.

Daisy said...

"Plurk pathetically and bemoan the lack of coffee at my bedside." I started laughing here and couldn't stop!

justmylife said...

Curious as to what she wants for her birthday too.

I love that my boy has license, but as of yesterday, they are gone for a year, so I love that he has friends that he prefers to ride with. I also love that my darling daughter hates to ride with me and prefers her father. So I can lull away the day in front of the computer and accomplish zilch!

Kila said...

Envious of all that free times between trips! Were you alone those hours? Also jealous that you can plurk and blog from bed! Life is good.

HalfAsstic.com said...

Get this kid a car and a driver's license for her birthday! Yes, an expensive proposition and not really teaching her the importance of saving and paying for things herself, but just think of all the things you could accomplish in all your free time!
Tell Roo girl I will expect payment in the mail soon... ;-)

Jaina said...

I thought you were supposed to relax on a staycation. Sounds crazy busy!

Roger said...

What, only 3:09 of Bejeweled Blitz? You must be getting tired of it. :)

Pamela said...

all that with only 1/2 caffeine.
what torture!

Mr Lady said...

The 6:32 one made me tinkle. You kill me, man.

Debbie said...

LOL Man, I chuckled several times through this. Loved "Get a clue, girlfriend. It's really not all about YOU." and "Seriously? During biology? Get an A, for gawd's sake!"

Too too funny.

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Janet said...

Well, you know, if you can waste time on your staycation, then when can you?

 
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