I swear to GOD London is the hilliest $#%#@%ing city in the entire world. No matter what way I try to take the children to school, there are hills the entire GD way. Seriously. And Will also insists on “riding” his scooter. That’s in quotes, b/c it’s really more like pushing/dragging/slowly meandering with his scooter. I’m sure we’ll get there soon in terms of efficiency, but right now it’s a challenge. Not as much of a challenge as the hour long, two-bus-two-train-two-escalators-one-set-of-stairs-one-elevator-culminating-in-a-large-hill commute I was dealing with as recently as last week, but I’ve already lost all perspective and am now fully annoyed at THIS situation.
Oh, and yesterday I realized halfway home from pick-up that my entire bra + boobs had been hanging out of my accidentally unzipped blouse. So that happened.