The first day...
I truly thought leaving an hour early would get us there on time.
WRONG!
Apparently, when you live outside of Columbus and you need to be downtown during the morning rush hour, and it's the first day of school for two very large colleges...well, you should probably leave much, much earlier.
Much.
She was late for her first day of college. The dear girl sat in a mini van with her six brothers and sisters during morning rush hour traffic, watching the time tick away, listening to the complaints...sigh...
I had envisioned something much more pleasant.
Much.
But such is life. You envision one thing, and receive another. You live to see another day. And you vow to leave much, much earlier.
Much.
1 comment:
"Experience is what you get when you didn't get what you want."
My son had his first college class yesterday, also. Fortunately his begins at 7:30 a.m. -- before the rush.
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