Glass houses and stones, people. Glass houses and stones.

Dear Powers that be in the Universe:

You know how for the last five years I’ve been yelling up a STORM at the moms and dads that INSIST on dropping off their middle schoolers in the NO DROP OFF ZONE at the entrance to the middle school - that is located RIGHT NEXT to my school?? Remember that?

And you know how I ALMOST slam RIGHT INTO some of those cars on that blind turn every morning even though I KNOW they will be there? Well…um,...guess what I was doing this morning?

Yeah. Dropping off MY middle schooler. On that same blind corner.

Don’t worry. I yelled at myself.