What a Friday!

My Friday:

Teach girls school from 9-3
 But WHILE teaching girls school, deal with bronchitis boy. (He has had this at least four times this winter.)

Have you ever had one kid coughing his lungs out on your lap while he's crying, another kid crying over her English assignment, and one waiting patiently to teach her math because she's the one you're actually supposed to be paying attention to???  Yah, it made me want to run away for the moment too.

Take girls to grandma's house for sleepover.

On way back home, stop at storage shed to check on camper and it HAS BEEN BROKEN INTO!!!!

Call 911, file police report (oh, and still dealing with bronchitis boy!), figure out what was stolen and how much damage there is to our camper. Thank you very much stupid teenagers!!

Thanks for leaving the tools you used to break into our camper and thank you for not taking as much as you could've! We can deal with a missing TV, DVD player, air compressor, and extension cord. Thank you for leaving our jetskis and tube alone, plus our new lawn chairs and tools, etc.  You worked so hard to bust into our camper and caused thousands of dollars worth of damage, you sure didn't take very much- but we are not complaining!

Drive through Walgreens to get the boy more Albuteral, pay much more than we expected (but still cheaper than a trip to Urgent Care).

Get home. Get supper. Hope to sleep tonight.

The end.