Wednesday, January 5, 2011

5- Falling to Pieces

Remember how in yesterday's blog post I was lamenting the little free time that was built into my average day? I think it totaled three hours or something like that. Well today I had 1.5 hours after it was all said and done. It's amazing how outside forces can steal your time... and these folks aren't at all ashamed to do it.

Take for instance the principal at my son's school. BMO graduates this spring and therefore the school put out a "mandatory registration" for all seniors and their parents... M-A-N-D-A-T-O-R-Y... meaning it's so important you HAVE TO BE THERE... but while we waited in the hundred person line for a half hour another parent came up to us and asked "why are you waiting in this line?"



It seems they found the school pencil neck who organized this event and found that it wasn't as "mandatory" as everyone was lead to believe. They just wanted to make sure everyone turned in their cap and gown measurements and deposits in a reasonable amount of time and that meant taking the filled out forms to school and turning them in. "you really don't haaaaave to be here". So in order to get the stupid parents knocked into line- they lied to everyone else. How about letting parents take some personal responsibility? We are, in fact, considered adults you know!!!

So the event organizer decided for me that I should spend two hours in the gym that night- but thanks to another concerned parent my "wasted time" was only 60 minutes (30 in line and 15 each way on the drive). But we had to fill in the forms at home. So of my 3 hours of free time they stole nearly a third of it.

So my day after working all day, going to school, cooking dinner , filling out forms, doing laundry, un-decorating the Christmas tree, fooling with the circuit breakers (power blew out from the dryer), yada, yada, yada... I have from 830-1000 pm to catch up on email, pay bills, write this blog, etc.

Now that it's 935 pm that leaves only 35 more minutes so good night!

And yes this will be my last post on the way I spend my 24 hours... or should I say "how others require me to spend my 24 hours".

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