Hello Tomorrow

Today was one of those days. You know those days that should really be spelled daze? I woke up and after about five minutes of wandering around trying to get oriented I heard my bed calling, in a far off beckoning type voice, "Come back. This day is just not going to happen". Oh, how I wanted to surrender to my bed's call but alas I cannot leave 23 six-year-olds stranded nor can I justify letting my kindergartner ditch school. Despite my heroic efforts of actually getting dressed and making it to work with my kids in tow the day was not by any means a fantastic one. I felt like I was in some kind of far away bubble. Kind of like bubble boy on Seinfeld. With my nasty Diet Coke in hand I tackled this day only to be thwarted at every dashing turn. I'm glad it's all over, I welcome tomorrow.