Tomorrow is the first day of school! Whoo tits! I am off work, because my boss at The Ritz knows I'm the only server with school-aged kids and is thoughtful like that. I worked a long shift today though, and then had to stop at Soulless Corporate Megalith on the way home and elbow rednecks in the teeth for school supplies, because Hotter texted me frantically that half the ones I'd ordered ahead of time were MISSING FROM THE BOX. He was actually kind of a jerk about it, and made me feel like a bad mom, and I spent my lone break of the day calming him down via text and assuring him that the kids wouldn't need EVERY damn supply on the first day and I'd try to get everything and it would be FINE.
Soulless Corporate Megalith supercenters' school supply aisles on the Labor Day before school starts are the eighth circle of hell.
Then I got home, back-achey and ready to be DONE with my day, and noticed that Clementine's heat lamp was out. The bulb had died, and initially I was going to say "screw it, one night without a heat lamp won't kill her," but that poor lizard was perched under the dark lamp staring up at it all "whyyyyy have you forsaken meeeeee?" She really did look pitiful, and confused, and kind of distraught about the whole thing. So Hotter and I went back out and bought her a two-pack of replacement bulbs and some crickets, and stopped at Target for a few school supplies I hadn't found at Soulless Corporate Megalith, and brought it all home. I screwed the new bulb into place and turned the lamp on, and Clementine came scuttling from the other side of the tank and spread her body out like a pancake under the light for maximum exposure all "ahhhh!" like life was good again.
Then I tripped over a box from Staples with all of the missing supplies, because Hotter is blind AND a jerk. OMG, HOTTER! But I kind of just have to laugh because fuck it, it was a huge pain in the arse but at least I had the money to buy the damn school supplies (twice). I think I'll box up the extras and take them to the elementary school office and tell them to distribute them as needed to some students who don't have what they need this year, since we've been That Family plenty of times in the past (as evidenced by the boys' palpable relief when their father brought them home from the weekend and they found their backpacks stuffed and ready with everything).
And at least the lizard appreciates me.
How are all of YOU?
P.S. Hotter's wrist feels much better. About which I have no comment except to say that I'm glad he's no longer hurting.