Today was a bad day. Really just this morning. Julio and I left late for school. He wanted to run in circles instead of getting his backpack. And when we finally got to the gate, I realized he was still wearing yesterday’s shirt. So we had to go all the way back to his dorm to get him changed. I hadn’t even crossed the street after dropping him off at school when it started to rain. I had to praise God that there was a tiny covered bus stop across the street, because the rain was terrible. It POURED. Even with a little cover and my umbrella, I was soaked by the time it let up enough for me to walk to church. When I got there, I called to confirm that someone else would be picking Julio up, but I was informed that that had fallen through, and it was all me for the rest of the week. So I had to wait in the church, soaking wet, for four hours. And then it was public transportation home.
Yeah, it was a bad morning.
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