Punch Me

So, I'm a horrible husband. Anna had a half day at the high school today and then attend some parent teacher conferences so that in the end she should have been done around one. Only she ended up not having to go to the conferences so she was done at 11:30. Unfortunately I didn't see her fifteen million calls until 12:30. That poor girl had to wait an hour for me to come pick her up. I feel sick to my stomach. I hope she punches me in the stomach.