Set alarm for 5:15am. Wake up before alarm goes off. Use potty. Go downstairs. Grateful I set my coffee up the night before because this is not my norm. Watch House Hunters as I work out. Realize it’s an episode from my stomping grounds in So Cal. Think about Toots. It’s the town she lives in now. Miss Toots and My Mason. Think about when they will visit next. Get my coffee. Watch the news for 5 minutes max. Love that the weather person said it’s going to be nice out today. Go back upstairs and get ready. Finish getting ready in record time. Beg my oldest son to put on his shoes. Thank the Hubster for getting the Dynamic Destructive Duo’s lunches ready. Beg my son to get his shoes on. Ask my youngest to put their backpacks in the car. Beg, again, for shoes to be put on. Finally make it to the car in record time- 6:50am (obviously not a long workout, but hey I’m doing it). Toots calls. Talk with Toots and Dynamic Destructive Duo at same time. That was noisy! Drop Dynamic Destructive Duo at before school care. Negotiate screen time for oldest son when it’s against the rules. Call Toots back. Start on my way to work. Today I check Sigalert and it’s clear. No traffic- yay! Stop at Starbucks and get my regular order. Decided to take the regular freeway- not the toll freeway. Wrong idea! Low and behold- traffic! Hang up with Toots because she has to work. Take the exit for the toll freeway. No traffic all the way there! Confirms my thought that I should always just take this freeway. Get to work. Busy as all heck. Try to find a tan shirt for 1/2 of the Dynamic Destructive Duo for a class play tomorrow. Why don’t Michaels or Hobby Lobby have tan shirts?! Ugh! Fail in my mission to get shirt. Leave work. Talk with the Hubster and Dynamic Destructive Duo 10x before meeting them at Home Depot to pick up our new patio set. Ok- maybe an exaggeration, but it felt like a lot of times. They too failed at their attempt to get a tan shirt. Put up half of patio set. Take older half of the Dynamic Destructive Duo with me. He is insistent on getting a “raffle ticket”. Stop by grocery store to get 4 lotto scratchers- 2 for him/2 for his brother. Realize my debit card is at home and I have no cash. Call the Hubster to meet me at the store. If you knew my oldest son, you would know we were for sure not leaving that store. Hubster gets there to save the day. He is annoyed. Try to go home, but my car made it’s way to the liquor store for wine. How’d that happen?! Park to go into store. Son decides he now wants a haircut. How do I deny that since he has a play tomorrow (he is playing Limestone- love it!). Get his haircut. The Hubster changes cars with me after he went home to drop off patio chair in his car. He nicely gets me the wine- ok maybe begrudgingly- but he still does it. He’s my hero! Finish haircut. Go home. Help move patio set to right location. Make dinner for Dynamic Destructive Duo. Of course different dinners. Wash feet of oldest son, as he doesn’t want to ruin hair do, but he has “Croc feet” (you know what I mean- nasty gross black feet from wearing Crocs). Put oldest to bed per his request. Sit down. Still need to eat, but not sure if I want to get up.