The Best Laid Plans

I was all set to get dressed for the gym today when Aislyn came out of her room, crying about a nightmare. So much for the gym.

I suppose I could go right after she gets on the bus. It’s going to be overwhelmed with retirees by that time of day, though. Maybe I’ll just have to suck it up and wait my turn for the machines.

You might have noticed I have a hard time waiting. Naaaaah, you say. I think it is a symptom of the ADD.

It’s taking me forever to write this post because a certain someone is super demanding of my attention right now. I guess I should go and do the parenting thing.