For starters, my Monday started to early.
Then I realised that I was € 10 short.
Then I got a phone call from Elijah´s Kindergarden asking where he was...he was 15 minutes late.
turns out Elijah got caught in a huge traffic jam.
Then I was worried sick for about 10 minutes.
Then the busdriver (idiot) didn´t stop at our bus stop and we had to run after it like idiots.
Then my mother passed on some totally useless information ( nothing new here)
Then we didn´t get seats on the train because apparently bags also have a right to a seat.
Then after loudly talking about that some people (bless them) did make some room.
Then sunshine came back into my day as I picked Elijah up from his therapy and
then everything went very well ( except for a stupid letter)