Thrilling Wednesday report, see man:
We did not leave the casa all day, no man.
Miu was active and needy, wanting her new Instincts floor toy fired up twice man.
We breakfasted/skoolbused Mini-B., groggy Two Guys man.
Attempted Siesta #1 failed, at least we closed our eyes and rested man.
Things started when we fired up the e-mail, oh boy man.
Skool Prinsipul answered us regarding skoolbus issue, reply she man.
We went back & forth with her fruitlessly, man.
She asked us for a list of the weeks and days when we or ex-Mrs. T-B. would have custody, come on man.
When we said that this was unfeasible, she punted us to Stoodent Affairs, punt us she man.
Lunch was 2 turkey-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man.
We took time to caucus in the Teams meeting, then siesta'd for a glorious hour, exhausted we man.
After last nonresponsive e-mail from Prinsipul, we escalated, search we man.
We found an Area Stoopervisor and a District Operations Stoopervisorette, write both we man.
This was just before Many (2+2+1) p.m., si man.
Then, at half-past Many (2+2+2+1) p.m., we get this from the Executive DiRectum of Transpurtayshun, previously silent he man, see man:
"Good afternoon, si man. We apologize for the delay, si man. Our team is currently reviewing our system to determine whether this change can be made internally, si man. In the meantime, someone will be contacting you tomorrow regarding your transportation accommodation request, si man."
We figure that this is very likely correlated, si man. Senior-level e-mails in late afternoon often trigger immediate internal escalation, figure we man. The timing strongly suggests that our message prompted the DiRectum of Transpurtayshun to re-engage, conclude we man.
Ergothuswithforthly, we are finally in resolution mode, exhausted whee and glee man.
We will strive for a standing authorization and not a temporary courtesy, distinction man.
We will ask for the specific mechanism to avoid future denials, si man.
We will ask when it takes effect, si man.
We will ask whether drivers will receive written notice, si man.
We will ask for confirmation in writing, si man.
Din-din was hot dogs, baked beans, and cheaps/salsa, ingest like a picnic Two Guys man.
Mini-B. then picked his next-year courses, finally man.
We were also able to add likely choices for subsequent years, add we man.
Mama T-B. then called to ask us about progress on taxxing, big surprise man.
We distracted her by telling her of our other progress, si man.
She said that the glass cover to her ceiling light fell to the floor and shattered, egad man.
It was fortunately not on top of her, big lawsuit if so man.
It caused a big stir, obviously man.
Hospice situation unresolved but they're working on it, well OK man.
We're still off-urinated that we've lost ALL of our helpful contacts, took months to collect them man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Thursday, we must itinerary GSs/ESs, si man.
This will be difficult, see man:
On Saturday, Mini-B. has a Debate tournament Many miles distant, man.
We must arise at Many (2+2) a.m. -- si man, at Many (2+2) a.m. -- to get him there, man.
Arrival time is almost too early even for the earliest local GSs, man.
We are going to have to apply our finest itinerarying skills to overcome this, hopefully proficient we man.
And that was/is our thrilling Wednesday, report we man.