Louise manages to blow the one commitment she has.
Okay so I've never been this late to pick up the kids. UNLESS...WAIT...The afterschool program... It starts today...I think I'm actually right on time. (laugh) I really do live in my own parallel universe.
Maybe I should lose this hat. I'm cooking my brain. Or am I dehydrated from the caffeine?
That's interesting. When did I stop dressing like an artist?... Was she wearing a SKIRT with those- - Whoa. Better watch where I'm going. I like strappy... AndSHE'S very grounded. Confident. I'd love to have that confidence.
Where is everybody? It seems oddly quiet. Oh no. The afterschool program. I bet it starts next week. The door is LOCKED? I 'm gonna give this principal a PIECE of my mind!
AHHH! Scary person! I'm not saying one word.
Okay. I'm obviously in the wrong-- but she's acting like I'm an unfit mother!
Where does this woman get off! I don't like her attitude.
I'm sick of getting no respect. --From ANYBODY. So tired of playing dollhouse and-- and Ninja Turtles in the dollhouse. I've HAD IT!!! I can't breathe. Just cause I don't have a big job! Or any power AT ALL. It's FU*%ed UP-- Motherhood, apparently, breaks down every last shred of ego. Til you become a shell...filled with self-doubt... invisible! WIth no way out. Not even an emergency exit.
And what's a thousand times worse -- compared with most womens' situations-- mine probably looks downright rosy.