So this has been my week…

On Monday, I picked up Scarlett from daycare and the teacher handed me a sheet of paper and said, “I’m sure you’ve seen the posting on the door already but we’re required to give this to everyone.”
Well, no I hadn’t seen a posting on the door but that’s because I go in there to get my kid and get the hell out. I glanced down at the paper and guess what??? My daycare is closing! Not, temporarily but permanently and in two weeks. TWO. WEEKS. Are you fucking kidding me? Really?

Does anyone know how hard it is to get into a daycare? It’s not easy.

I had a mild moment of panic and stormed up to the Director’s office and yelled at a crying woman. I know that doesn’t make me the best person in the world, this poor woman had just lost her job but give me more than two weeks f’in notice.

So, I rushed home and called three daycares before 6pm. Guess what? No spots. I could be put on the waiting list for MARCH! That helps me not at all.

In an effort to help, the daycare is allowing all displaced children a spot in their other daycare center, which is great. Scarlett has somewhere to go. However, the commute from my house to the current daycare facility is 7 minutes through downtown traffic. Now, I have to cross to the North end of town which will take 30 minutes in good traffic and then come back down to campus which is another 20 minutes. So…my 10 minute drop off/pick up has now become an hour of circling the city in rush hour horror.

As Ross and I have discussed, here are our options:

1. Put up with the commute until something opens up closer which could be tomorrow or it could be March
2. Put her in a scarily religious daycare close to our house, pay a shit ton of money for it and hope she doesn’t become indoctrinated in the months she’s there
3. Move. Now, some of you may say that’s a drastic measure but we would’ve had to move anyway in the next few years for school

Considering these three options…a realtor is coming on Sunday and we have an appointment at the bank on Tuesday. I figure, what the hell, we were going to move anyway, why postpone it and put Scarlett in 6 different daycares in the meantime.

Wish us luck!