First Night Alone
Berta is on a work trip in Ireland until Friday, so I have the kids to myself all week. But before I get into that, let me mention the travel issues today.
We packed up the kids to take their mom to the airport for her trip. Why her work doesn’t supply her transportation for this, I’m not sure. Probably they’d pay for mileage and parking, and by the time she was done filling out all the forms to get her expenses back it wouldn’t be worth the hassle.
Also an annoyance is that Septa doesn’t run trains to Downingtown on Sunday. What’s that about? They’ll run to Malvern, but not two more stops out? That stinks.
Anyway, we went on out to the airport. There was snow/ice on the ground from last night, so we left a tad early, but the roads weren’t too bad. We stopped at Arby’s for lunch, since the kids would be screaming for food if we waited until I got them home to feed them. That set us back a little bit, which didn’t help for what events were then to pass.