The last three days have been something…

Tuesday, when Harley was home, the Idiot called and said that his work gave him some time off, and since he found out Harley wasn’t at school, he wanted to spend some time with him. I should of known then, that since he’d figured out Harley wasn’t at school, that he was lying. I don’t know what I was thinking…*shakes head* Aside from maybe if Harley realized when he acted up in school it meant having to put up with his father, and that maybe it would work as a deteriant.

Nope, the Idiot lied…He had to of been to the school to get Harley, because apparently he had a doctor’s appt for him, made behind my back, without my knowledge, knowing full well that I was going to be talking to Harley’s real doctor about finding specialists.
I tell him I want Harley back so I can take him with me when I take Sonja in for her Dr.s appt.
He calls me, tells me Harley has been diagonised with this whole list of things. WTF! Now I have to go talk to this dr they took him too and find out what the bloody hell is going on.

Wednesday: Went to school…Got a parking spot of awesomeness…Considered taking the parking spot two down from where I was parked…Decided the one I had was good and to stay put. Went to class…We started research for our 6 page Macroeonomics paper…Which I’m going to have to make myself focus on at some point. Went back out to Mum’s truck at lunch to try and read Gulliver’s Travels…Hear a few thumps and bumps…A bigger thump and bump. Look around a bit…Start to think the blazer across the parkingwere lot has tree branches sticking out it’s back windows…Decided, yes it does…See a guy who just partially pulled into the parking lot on a cell phone looking around…Decide to get out and investigate myself. There is a tree laying down the full length of the truck/suv type thing that parked in the parking spot that I had considered moving to earlier. O.o [Later remember seeing my one former Professor getting out of it when he parked that morning…Lucky me, I get to tell him that I think a tree fell on his car. Well, at least he had warning and didn’t go out there to just find it that way.]
Needless to say, I moved parking lots. They ended up closing that one, and another one that was close to trees for the remainder of the day (and part of today from what I read).

Our group quiz ended up being the whole class in one group…Only 9 people were there.

Today…*sigh* Sonja called at 8:30 wanting to know if they had to go to their fathers, as they were suppose to be there to go to the Halloween stuff, and apparently last night his hippo told them they weren’t going to be doing any of the Halloween stuff. I texted the Idiot later and asked if they still needed their costumes, because Sonja was told they weren’t doing anything Halloween related. He said they did. Tho I I can’t say I believe him. 
She called again at 10:30 to say she locked her spare locker key in her locker, and could I bring her her usual one. So I got in the trunk and started on my way…I pushed on the break to slow down to turn on the road to Alba…The break went to the floor, and I kept going straight. I finally got it stopped, turned around, drove super slow back home…Still had to use the slope of the septic mound to slow down enough to stop in the yard. I had fears of hitting the swing set…I couldn’t do that…That is Sonja’s favorite place. By the time I found someone who could take the key in, they’d already cut the lock off her locker. Oh well, it was a dollar store lock anyway.
She called again a little before they were due to get out of school…Asking if I was going to come pick them up. Told her they had to go to her father’s, and that I was sorry. It breaks my heart. Also did a quick recap of what I did for the last of her costume. Crap…Reminds me, I still forgot to get her a hoopak…& I doubt I’ll have time in the morning. *sigh* 

But yeah…Couldn’t go to school, so I missed my French test. Luckily I can make it up sometime this next week.

Tomorrow…I’m going in at 10:00 to read to the 2nd grade. & am going to end up hanging out all day, since Reese is taking me in, and I have no way home until Mum comes and gets me after she gets out of work.
 

I ate two hot pockets, and now I feel like puking. I know, you all so wanted to know that.

I want to do something…I just can’t get nothing going.
& I’m babysitting Reese’s boy for the evening…She had to work, and didn’t want to tell her grandparents that she drove down to his house and got him.