So, this morning, she calls me (She calls me at LEAST 8 times every morning...) and she's crying. At first I think it's because I went to wake her up to get up and shower, and she pitched THE biggest fit... so I just left. Thought she was apologizing for that. Nope. She didn't do her homework. OH MY GOSH Can you believe it!? GASP! Quelle Horreur! I was pretty much beside myself. BUT, in the larger scheme of things.. it is MY FAULT.
I hate that, I hate admitting that, and saying it in my head. But, it is. So... Now, I am back to spending MY afternoons doing 7th grade pre algebra and talking about Atilla the Hun (Which I told Dano was very similar to my mother) and whatever other crap I don't care to remember about middle school. That's not fair. I am adult damn it. I don't WANT to do school work, but to make sure that SHE succeeds, and does far better than I did in life, I guess I'll just drink my beers sitting on the floor in the office, listening to whatever is on the agenda starting today. Yuk.