All right, kids, buckle up. It's time to place your bets!
Here's the thing - when the world suddenly shut down a few months ago, it did it too quickly for anyone to really plan. That's my very true explanation for why there is a perfectly good bag of Caramel M&Ms in my desk drawer at work. That's the last place they should be. Global pandemics are basically an excuse to eat crap all day every day. It says so right in the rule book.
Mila has good stuff left in her desk at school as well. She has a terrible habit of smuggling toys to school, and it seems one of her favorite half-naked glitter-encased LOL Dolls is hanging out by her pencil box. Mila has mentioned how badly she wants it a few thousand times, but KARMA! Don't take toys to school and you won't have to worry about being separated from them for months, kid.
Alexis. Alexis also has good stuff in her locker at school, or so I assume. What I know for a fact is there is her lunch box filled with food. She took lunch to school that last day, but then ended up buying for reasons I don't comprehend, and then forgot the lunchbox in her locker. It's going to smell FANTASTIC when we get our hands on it, I'm sure. Alexis also had library books in her locker. But ... what else? There has to be something else.
There is definitely something else.
We finally got the email from the school district announcing their plan for returning all of the kids' things to them. We have scheduled times to go to each school and drive through the bus line. School staff will place the kids' items in your trunk. It's all no-contact and seemingly well-organized, shockingly enough. It is based on one thing, though. Those school administrators have to collect the kids' stuff. They have to dig through Mila's hurricane of a desk and place all the unsanctioned toys in a bag. They have to open Alexis' locker and set everything in a bag or box.
I explained this fact to Alexis today. The look on her face as it sunk in that someone will be opening her locker? PURE HORROR. She is utterly and completely mortified and would not stop about how it's an invasion of privacy.
SO WHAT IS IN HER LOCKER?
Place your bets, kids!