What a morning...

The morning started off with me not really wanting to get out of bed and B staying home sick - afraid he has gotten the flu and I don't want him near me then! O also did not want to get out of bed. Amazing, we made it out the door by a little after 7 this morning. Generally takes us 25 minutes to get to daycare, so I should have no problem getting to my 8am class, right? That is unless there was a wreck on the ON RAMP to the interstate!!! Traffic is horribly backed up on the highway getting to east bound. I moved about 0.5 mile in 7 minutes. I couldn't do this. So even though I am new to the area, I jump on the westbound interstate hoping that I can soon turn around. I had to go about 4 miles to get off on another exit, but I wasn't chancing the u-turn after my mom rear-ended someone trying to do just that. As I am heading back now east bound, I can see that I made the right decision. I could still see the same semi-truck waiting to get onto the east bound interstate that was a ways ahead of me in line. Now, I should make it to daycare by 7:45. Everything is going smoothly, I will be okay. Are you kidding me? Just my luck, now my gas light has turned on. Still have atleast 10 miles to daycare. Going to have to trust that my light is right and I have an entire gallon of gas left. I am saying a little prayer in my head the whole way to the gas station next to O's daycare. I put about 4 gallons of gas in the car, run to O's daycare and have to leave him a little upset as I don't usually just drop off and run, but had to. Made it to school at about 7:53, ran to my office, got my stuff to teach, got my Diet Dr. Pepper and made it to class at 7:58!

Could have been worse!!