Tonight.
Get off the train. Texting. Texting. Texting. Tweeting. Tweeting.
Get on bus.
Bus pulls out of station.
I DROVE TO THE STATION THIS MORNING.
The first stop off the bus out of Oshawa GO is not until we are well past the highway - a good kilometre or two from the GO Station. We were way past any place safe for the driver to drop me off so I didn't bother asking or begging. I just sat back and sucked it up.
I was on total autopilot. I had the car because my husband is away and I am on babysitter pick-up and drop-off duty. I just sat there on the bus totally pissed at my own stupidity.
It was a wet, snowy, windy walk back to the GO Station. I kept hoping that someone would recognize me and pull over, like a train buddy, or a friend, or a neighbour, and give me a lift back. Nope. Didn't happen.
I was over 45 minutes late to fetch my daughter.
My babysitter fed her dinner. I am blessed I tell you.