So, last Thursday, I walked into my son’s daycare to pick him up.  I was handed a letter that said they would be closing effective the following Friday due to money.

Yep.  One week.

This was a very established daycare!  I went through different stages…crying, denial, acceptance, and now I’m in panic mode.  Picking a daycare is a big deal because you have to trust those people with your world.  I’m just sick because I can’t seem to find a place that makes me as happy as his old one.

I know this isn’t very interesting to anyone, but I’m almost in tears about it again.  It was already horribly difficult for me to make the transition from stay at home mom to working mom, but that was made a little easier because I was at peace with our daycare selection.  Now I feel as if I am starting completely over. 

Ugh.

On another note, I’m working on my Halloween short story.  I thought it would be easy, but trying to be inventive is difficult when pretty much every angle under the sun has been done. 

Werewoves?  Vampires?  All really popular, so…I don’t even know.  Creative juices please begin to flow!

Once I get it nailed down, I’ll post it for all to read.  Maybe you will get a few chuckles. :- P