…by the tire repair place.  The (*&*(& rim didnt’ come in, so our car will sit there yet another day.

You know, the days where one (or both if necessary) of us could take public transportation to work were very convenient.  This is just annoying.  Jonathan has to leave work, come get Madeline and I so I can take him to his 5:30 appointment and go pick up Claire from my parents house (they went and got her at preschool).  Then we’ll eat, then go pick up Jonathan from his appointment.  Then take the girls home.

Aaargh.