I just dropped my dad off at the airport. Now, keep in mind that I grew up in the DC area. To me, and airport is not a building...it's a complex. You have to choose one of 6 lanes to get to where you need to go. And you know that scene in National Lampoons where Clark says "Look kids...Parliment" over and over? That's what it's like with the terminal. Not so down here. If you don't pay attention, you miss THE turn into the airport. Thats right, kids. The one and only turn. There's one lane. I literally drove in one circle, stopping long enough to let my dad out in front of the terminal. (Yes, I put it in park and everything...I did more than just slow down and give him the boot) I didn't get lost even once trying to get in and out. I'm amazed. Last time I was at Regan National, it seemed like weeks before I figured out where I was going, with a couple of wrong turns along the way...and that wasn't even my first time there.
Wyatt's doing so much better with the schedule in the mornings. He's getting ready on time, with some to spare. Most of that was me figuring out what to allow and what to put my foot down on. He's supposed to have his first practice soccer practice tonight, but there's no coach, so I don't know if they are still going ot have it.
Randy left this morning for PA. There was an issue he needed to take care of, and he's just going to stay until settlement, which was changed from September 1 to Sept 17. This has been the most frustrating process. I'm so sick of calling people and changing things. I feel like that's all I'm doing. But, there is a reason for it all, and I'm trying to be patient. Easier said than done though.
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