Ba bump, ba bump

that's my heart beat as I sit at home and wait while Jacob, Carly & Wesley are at "school" taking their first tests on the work we've done over the last 3 weeks. I can't say I like the feeling of being dismissed with a "I'll call you when they're done. This could take awhile."

I wanted to just scream at her, "HEY WOMAN, don't you see this Woodwork magazine in my hand? Do you think I carry it to swat flies? I'm prepared to sit and wait in case Precious, Darlin' or Sweetheart need my help."

But I didn't scream anything. I meekly said, "Uh, well then, OK. I'll just go on back home." Then I turned and slowly shuffled away.

And I try to pass the time at home doing something productive. So far -- it hasn't worked.