oh em gee. It’s the Sunday morning after Daylight Savings Time kicks in, and I have to bring Jesse to an all-day swim meet that starts at 8:00 am. That’s actually 7:00 am. Who does that? Who schedules something like this for 200 kids the day after DST? Some boob, that’s who, in my grumpy opinion. Plus I had to drive 30 minutes to get here and pack a bunch of food to get through the day, so I had to get up at 5:45 Real Time.
This is our JCC team’s — and my — first all-day meet. I had no idea it was A Scene. People are arriving with pillows ansd sleeping bags, giant coolers and camper chairs. It’s a freakin’ tailgate party in the gym where we all have to hang out for the next 472 hours.
Aargh. And look at the weird thing going on in the pool.
It looks like a salmon migration, only it’s children, all putting their hearts into a good warm-up before it’s even 8:00 real time.
Screw DST. I gotta go find some coffee.