Eventually, This Sort of Thing Will Humiliate Me...

This morning I had a very important discussion with the head of Jack's camp... he is at a computer camp which costs approximately eleventy billion dollars and there was a rather massive hiccup yesterday and for eleventy billion dollars, I get involved...

So I left the director a quite formal and adult voicemail last night and told him I would see him first thing in the morning and blah blah blah and Jack and I headed out a bit early so that there would be plenty of time for my very important discussion before the day started...

We met. We talked and I couldn't help but notice how distracted he was which got my back up a bit and I got a little "insist-y" but all was finally handled and I drove out thinking, "Well done, Kristin! You really had to work for that, but it's all good now..." and I smugly headed home.

Only to walk in and look in the mirror and realize that my morning ablutions had failed to fully remove a rather large dried swath of pink zit cream right in the middle of my nose...

Which probably explains the director's distraction...

I've mentioned I have a cataract, right?