Sigh. Dani was home, sort of, for spring break. I picked her up last Friday from school, and last Sunday, I drover her to Philly to catch a flight to Oregon to visit her friend (remember the drama with her friend with the baby and child services and the crazy ex-boyfriend's mama? you can check out that story here) who moved there 2 years ago. On Friday, I picked her up from the airport and brought her home.
I chose not to go to John's after work yesterday so I could be home to spend some time with her before she left for school. HA! I did see her. As she flew into and out of the house from time to time last night.
I had trouble falling asleep last night. It was 1am/2am (depending on whether or not you changed your clocks ahead before going to sleep) I do remember seeing the clock on my phone move from 2 am to 3 am when Daylight Savings Time began.
This morning, as I slept, I hear feet pounding down the steps, then back up the steps and my bedroom door flew open and there was Dani, screaming at me that I was supposed to wake her up at 8:30 because she's supposed to be meeting Sarah right now (9:30... hey! if it wasn't DST, we'd be right on time!) in Morgantown to go back to school.
I slowly put on some pants and shoes to help her get her shit into her car. She grabbed her purse and keys and stalked out of the house without a thank you or good bye and left for school. I was going to offer to take her friend home who stayed over last night but Dani was being such a bitch, I thought screw you.
So I have my life back again, at least until May. can't wait.