OK, another night being a nun and street-walker by the day. I'm beat. The theatre director just asked me to do the ghost tour (I've done it a couple times before). It's this Sat. afternoon. As you know, I have NO time for that so I was very assertive and said, no unless you can't find anyone. And he said, we can't find anyone. Oh, well. I guess the tour must go on....
H emailed I had to give him the permission slips to evaluate the kids for next week. I know he doesn't trust me to do that or to take the kids. So I emailed back sure. He wanted me to meet him halfway for the kids so I said I'd be able to meet him at 5:30 or 6, so we met at 6 (I had to be at the play at 6:30. I had ten minutes to spare when I got home and he hadn't given them a dinner, so spaghettios and lean pockets had to be their dinner! I figure I'll make it up to them starting Sunday!!! I usually always make a regular dinner for them so hopefully that won't scar them for life. When I picked up the kids, H was slowly walking with their backpacks up to me (he couldn't let S15 carry them like I do?) and I parked on the other side of the lot like I always do. I ran up, grabbed the kids stuff, gave him the forms, and said let's go, let's go, and ran out of there like a crazy person. I didn't even say hi or bye to him which I usually do the rare times when I see him, but I was in such a rush. Then driving home, I thought I should email him and thank him for dropping them off earlier than usual so I could make the play, and then I decided, Nah!!! Karen
When I picked up the kids, H was slowly walking with their backpacks up to me (he couldn't let S15 carry them like I do?) and I parked on the other side of the lot like I always do. 
I ran up, grabbed the kids stuff, gave him the forms, and said let's go, let's go, and ran out of there like a crazy person. I didn't even say hi or bye to him which I usually do the rare times when I see him, but I was in such a rush. 
