At 2:00 I was congratulating myself on having dinner ready and waiting for the oven.
At 2:19 I was in the shower.
I needed to be at the middle school
at 2:47 to pick-up my daughter, otherwise
at 2:48 I would receive a text message asking, "Where ARE you?" and again
at 2:49, "Are you coming???"
I would bring my daughter home and be at the elementary school
at 3:17 to pick-up my non-asthmatic boys.
At 3:31 I would put dinner in the oven, and
at 4:00 I would be at work helping my students fall in love with grammar.
at 2:35 an asthmatic boy called up the stairs,
"Wow, Mommy! The dog really likes what we're having for dinner!"
at 3:44 I was redistributing what was left of the casserole and adding a little more cheese.
At 4:30 the family ate dinner while I was work.
As of 8:50, each family member is, to the best of my knowledge, still alive.