Late

I heard the alarm go off this morning.

Twice.

I struggled to get up. Last night was an example of what I need to do more often. Got the kids home, homework going, Kyle cooking dinner (which was highly appreciated by me and enjoyed by the kids), and then Tia and I had date night. Out for Greek food and a bottle of wine.

However, when I realized I was up 15 minutes late, I gave up on hurrying, got Delaney up to shower and found Kendall wondering why I was late. I made breakfast, unhurried, and then we were late.

Partly Delaney not packing his stuff up last night, partly me not pushing a little more.

Ugh, the start of the school year is always hard.