Why is it?

That almost every morning I am late to work because I have to fight to get Logan and/or Nora out of the house and to school? Its not because we don't have enough time, goodness knows they're up at the crack of 5:30, we don't have to leave until 6:40 or so but the rule is that they have to get dressed before they can play and that means if they have time left before we have to leave, that is the time they have left to play. It used to be that we didn't have time for play, they used to actually sleep until 6:30 or so (I miss those days) but now they are up, they get dressed, brush teeth and are rearing to go before I'm even out of the shower. So today I'm ready to walk downstairs and the argument was that Logan wanted to use the binoculars and hadn't gotten to use them long enough. I told her nicely that I was sorry but it was time to go downstairs. Neither one of them made a move to go, the both continued to ignore/argue with me. So I said again, "It is time to go, please go downstairs and get your shoes on"
Logan: "No, I didn't get to use these long enough"

Ok, so now I'm pissed. I don't care that she didn't get to use the binoculars, because every day there is an issue, and everyday I am late for work or close to it and I get there cranky. I have a job where I am supposed to leave my personal issues outside and be fully present for the children I serve. How the hell am I supposed to do that when I don't have even a moment to process between home and school. So I came up with a solution. I'm not going to be late for work anymore, whoever is ready to leave with me leaves with me, whoever isn't then Charles has to take to school and HE gets to be late to work once in a while and get in trouble with his boss. I thought this an excellent solution...so I presented it at dinner.

His response, that would double his gas expense, thus making no sense at all. Oh, but it makes perfect sense for me to continue to be late for work and start my day out crabby? I bet it would only take it happening one time for it to stop...well....I can dream anyway.

To top it all off, it sounds like I'm not going to get to run Thursday due to a possible stress fracture in my right foot but through my own research it sounds more like sesamoditis...either way it doesn't look good for running or hockey for a while, I'll know more tomorrow. But I am playing paintball no matter what!