What is the Delay?

I don't wear headbands
or pearl earrings, but
you get the picture.

Before we discuss the matter at hand, I just want to fill you in on what's been going on here at Blog Central in regard to site construction/ management/ upgrades.  First, at the end of the post, you will notice you can now Facebook "like" it.  Oh, you didn't notice that?  Yeah, it's because I can't get it to link up.  But, maybe it will make you feel good to know that as you scrolled down to look, I was laughing and thinking "made you look."

There are several other things I am trying to do to make the page look awesome and professional and like it's run by a real grown-up.  I will be sure to let you know when that real grown-up shows up to help.

People have said that they have had trouble posting comments.  I am not sure why, but there seems to maybe be some connection to what server you are using or if you are on a smartphone versus a computer.  I have taken down the "type in this weird word" requirement to post in hopes that will help.  Donkeys to College has a Facebook page, so you can go over there if you are having a problem and want to let me know.  Or if you just want to come hang out and play.


Back to business...So, today as usual I was struck at the absolute slowness of my children.  There is nothing physically wrong with them, so I can only assume there is some sort of neurological/ synapse-firing issue that makes them unable to move at a normal speed.  And by normal I mean faster than almost frozen.




In our version of the story the
turtle would still lose because
he was still in the car.

 For instance, every morning I wake up Girl in enough time to get ready for school and eat.  For those of you wondering, that is 45 minutes.  She does not shower in the morning.  She does not wear make-up.  All she has to do is brush her teeth, put her hair in a pony tail and get dressed.  That should not take 40 minutes.  She arrives downstairs in enough time to be annoyed with me that she has to rush to eat and get to the bus.  I also forgot to add that she is unpleasant to wake up and not that much better by the time she comes downstairs.


Neither child (nor my husband for that matter) is capable of  getting the heck out of the car in anything resembling a reasonable amount of time.  I get out of the car, get my bag, close the door walk through the garage and am hanging my coat up and taking my shoes off in the laundry room before anyone else is even out of the car.  I honestly don't know what the hold up is.  Sometimes I am already sitting down with a soda and a snack before they are all the way in.


This trait is more annoying in a parking lot when it is cold and/or raining.  I do not have the desire to stand in the weather waiting for you to get out.  JUST GET OUT OF THE CAR!  I can't just walk away because my car doors will not lock until all the doors are closed.  The remote does not work if I get too far away - like already in the store.  I even try to move extra slow getting out, but they are still slower.


Homework is also a slow endeavor.  Thankfully, I don't have to get too involved.  Boy takes all day/evening to do his homework because he take a 15 minute break for every 10 minutes of work, far as I can tell.  I can't complain too much, because he does get it done and he does have good grades, but good Lord it's painful to watch.


Husband has the ability to be (impressively) fast.  He can take a shower, gel his hair and get dressed in under 10 minutes.  Even if I didn't have to do hair and make-up, my mind wanders in shower so under 10 minutes would never happen.  But, I digress.  As fast as he can be to start from scratch, it takes him a half hour to change out of his work clothes.  I am pretty sure that is has to with the fact that he partially disrobes and watches TV on the bed until I call up to see what he's doing.  He claims to be getting changed, which he's not.  He's watching TV (which he claims he's not).

LET'S GO please... 
while we're young!

So you see, yet another reason I need to have a whistle.