This morning my bangs were not obedient. As you can see from the photo they did this weird flyaway thing and I just didn't have time to address it before I went flying out the door. As a result I looked frazzled from the moment I left the house. Coincidence? Random occurrence? I think not. I will explain. We drove to preschool too fast because, as always, we were about three minutes late. After dropping Tommy off we ran to the fabric store to pick up my new roller cutter and mat. We hurried because I (as did everyone else) had a 50% off coupon and they sometimes run out of the more popular and relatively big ticket items. From there we raced to My Gym for Johnny's class. After class we went home for 12 minutes to feed Johnny lunch and then back to preschool to pick up Tommy. Took both kids home for a quick nap for Johnny and to wait for the garage door man. Garage door man is late- we wait until we are late for Mommy's doctor's appointment. So late in fact that we have no time to run the kids to a friends house and so must bring them with. The appointment is a podiatry surgery consult and will involve x-rays- this will go well. Get lost on the way to office, go to wrong office, arrive 20 minutes late. They will still see us but we must wait a while. 90 minutes later after exam and x-rays (with lots of effort on my part) we head home. On the way home get call from a friend to make social plans this evening- sounds great. Call Tymon to confirm plans to have him mention tonight is the company Christmas party. Curses. I have that on the calendar for tomorrow! Call sitter- cannot find sitter. All the while running around trying to feed children, get fancy and straighten house for babysitter (assuming I can get a hold of her), also making calls trying to find back-up childcare just in case. Sitter calls back and all is well. At the party Tymon won an empty box (booby prize) and it was the perfect ending to the day. Next time I am listening to my hair and going back to bed.
3 years ago