Gigi (Kludgy Mom) used to do Friday Flip-offs. I don’t see them much any more but I’ve got a beef and I need to vent. I’ve simmered down since it happened, which is a good thing, but it’s still on my mind so here’s my flip-off.
Sometimes I am my own worst enemy. I stayed up late last night watching the Kings hockey game and catching up with my DVR. Hunky hubby was at work, the kids were asleep and I stayed up way past my bedtime. I woke up tired this morning which meant moving slow. Being that it was one of my employee’s last day, I said I’d bring donuts. Cue frantic me, wrangling two kids and the big pink box. Needless to say, I didn’t get to the preschool until the dreaded hour. My fault, I know.
My kids are considered “full day” kids and school opens for them at 7:15. But the “half day” kids program begins at 8:45 so the parking lot between 8:30 – 9:00 is a nightmare. I can handle that, I can deal with having to park and walk. But what I can’t deal with is the moms that don’t have anywhere to be socializing in the parking lot. Go grab a cup of coffee or something! It is not necessary for you to stand in front of the doorway or the gate to catch up with the same person you saw just the other morning. It is also not necessary for you to stand behind your car or mine or in front of my car door while you chat. I should not have to say excuse me a dozen times to get my kids into their classroom or to get myself into my car.
Maybe I’m a little envious that your time is your own and you have the luxury of talking to your friends and maybe it’s my fault for getting to school during that messy time frame but for the love of all things sacred about having free-time, use it wisely and please don’t make life harder for me. Meet your pals at Starbucks or at the very least move your conversation to a non-pathway location.
I would do it for you. I’ll even hold the door open for you, if you need it. Trust me, if I can make another mom’s life easier, I will. Because I need someone to do that for me on occasion.
So savor your free time, just don’t do it behind my car.