Saturday stared with the alarm clock blaring at 530AM. The daughter had a track meet two hours away and needed to be at her school to catch the team bus by 630AM. Gee, thanks.
We went from there to the boys school to help set up for a pancake breakfast and enrollment festival. I think it was about 645AM when we arrived at there.
We left the school at 8AM driving for 45 minutes to a 2 day basketball tournament. The first of the 3 travel teams my husband coaches played at 9AM. Game times were 915a, 1145a, 1pm, 215p, 445p and 715pm. We lost every frickin' game!
I think we left the gym at 830PM. I don't know for sure. All I know is that is was dark outside.
We got home at 930pm I think, with 3 extra kids in tow. Parents weren't home or missed the pick up point. Whatever. I ordered pizza.
We got to bed by midnight and the damn alarm clock was jolting me awake by 6AM Sunday morning. 2 of the teams had 8AM games, the last one was to play at 1145AM. And to top it off the daughter had a game at 12N. I told her to find a ride.
The boys won two out of three games on Sunday, that was cool. And the daughter won one of two of her games. Coolness again.
I was so worn out, when we got home I collapsed on the couch. After I marinated some chicken to put in the roaster oven, mind you.
And then it was Monday. Holy crap.
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