January 15, 2008
Tap tap tap. Why hello, I still do have a blog. And I am still alive and feeling better. Completely and totally paranoid, but better. Just ignore me in the corner with my boiled chicken breast and white rice.
Tomorrow was shaping up to be a fun day.
Last week I made plans with a friend to go a museum near us that was having free admission tomorrow. The museum is incredibly overpriced for its itty bitty offerings. We haven’t been there in three years.
This morning my daughter’s dentist called to reschedule her appointment that they canceled yesterday due to the big snow storm. She said, “I have an opening on Wednesday, how is that for you?” And I said, “That is great! See you then.”
I happily went about my day with nary a thought about this conflict.
Then I sat down at my computer this afternoon and suddenly thought about theater tickets I had purchased in August. When were those shows I wondered. I searched my email (see there are good reasons to never delete any emails) and found out that the I have tickets to a show for tomorrow. I then began an all out search through my house to find those tickets that I have not laid eyes on since September.
When I called the dentist to cancel I suddenly thought, ‘Shit! The museum!’ And then I had to call my friend and cancel on her.
While I was on the phone my daughter asked me about story time. Oh yes, THAT is tomorrow also.
And my 10 year old reminded me that he has art lessons tomorrow.
It really is a good thing that my husband bought me that Blackberry so that I could be organized, huh? And if I could figure out how to use the calendar feature and synch it to my computer I would be all set.
I was on the phone with Susan, telling her all about the plans I had made and broken for one day, when I have six other days with nothing at all going on, and Miles opened a bottle of garlic powder and dumped the entire thing on the table. Then he helpfully pushed it onto the floor. I cleaned it all up and now stink like garlic myself.
I don’t have to worry about vampires now. And really, that is a load off my mind.
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