In the past week alone I have shown up late for a doctor's appointment (I forgot about it), missed Jack's parent-teacher conference because I got the time wrong and this morning... well, let me tell you about this morning.
The back story would be a very friendly email I received from a new friend asking if I was interested in working the morning shift at the school book fair with her... now I love me some Book Fair and so of course I was all, "I'm in!"
And I opened up my date book and jotted down: Book Fair, 8:30, 10/13.
Oh my LORD there are so many things wrong with that little notation I cannot begin to tell you...
Let's start with the timing issue: I wrote down 8:30. 8:30? Not quite.
Jake and EvaJun are both under the weather and so my plan was to let Jack sleep in a teeny bit and then he and I would roll into school refreshed and ready to go.
Over an early cup of coffee I opened up my email and decided to double check where we were meeting... library or gym?
Imagine my shock to read, at 7:10 that I needed to be there at 7:30.
I jump out of bed and throw on jeans and sweater and go tearing down the hall hollering for Jack to wake up! We've gotta jump!
As poor Jack fumbles around for socks and shorts, I toss a breakfast burrito in the microwave... we are out the door at 7:25.
We are awesome!
At this point I figure I will only be about 5 minutes late... cool beans.
Jack and I park and as we are walking I suggest that he come in with me and I'll get him a voucher for $10... and so in we walk, and Hello.
Cue chirping crickets.
Where are the dozens of unopened boxes? The posters? The baskets to tote treasures?
Well, I guess they are not here yet because the goddamn book fair doesn't start until November and yes, I am indeed on the schedule to volunteer for 11/13 at 7:30.
It's amazing I even got the fact that it was the Book Fair correct.
Help me, Internets. Help me organize my life... I have a diary, but clearly that isn't cutting the mustard.