Don't Want To Go

Xavier gets out of school in TEN MINUTES...here I sit, not wanting to go. Yes, I want to get him home, but I don't want to be the one to get him here. That means having to wake a sleeping baby...go out in the POURING rain and BLOWING wind (though I will fit in perfectly as I just got out of the shower about 25 minutes ago and my hair is still soaked and wrapped in a towel)...get the older two out the door...which means having to go around to Drake's side to buckle him in where the rain will not only be pouring on me, but heavily dripping as well, since Nick has YET to put a gutter up right there...but I'm off...cuz I'm all there is right now...and I now have six minutes left. Fun.