My daughter’s dance troop had a field trip today to dance at a middle school assembly. It was the younger part of the group, so my daughter wasn’t part of the group.
They were desperate for drivers, and I had been fingerprinted, etc, for the school, so they practically begged me to go. I was off work for bereavement leave, so I agreed to go.
I had to be at the meeting point at 7:30 am, but I didn’t realize it was raining. I arrived a few minutes late, but I was there before some of the kids.
I picked up the huge school van. What a difference between that and my tiny little car. The kids loaded up their costumes and themselves in the car, and then we started the seat belt argument. We were the first van to leave, since we finished the loading up and argument first.
I am a slow driver, and I’m even slower with the huge van and the kids in it. I was expecting to get at the performance location at the same time as the other three vans. My GPS decided to send me to the staff parking lot, so I had to drive around the building to get to where I needed to be. I arrived as the third van. But, we all got there.
We learned from last year. We arrived and located the bathroom. Then insisted on chairs for the chaperones. Then we settled in to watch the show and take photos. I was getting texts about the funeral plans, but one thing at a time.
The first performance went smoothly. The first batch of kids left and the second came in. The second performance went smoothly too.
Then, to change and have lunch. We got everyone back into the vans and headed to in n out after having the seat belt argument, again. The place was crawling with the dancers. Everyone got their orders and sat. Suddenly, all the kids got up and started walking. Ok. I guess we’re headed back to school.
We dropped the kids off, returned the vans and headed on our way. I ended up at the funeral home again. Ticking things off the list. I am looking forward to a quiet evening tonight. This means that someone will have something for me to do when I get home.