Thursday, August 18, 2011

Did I really forget about picking up my kid today? Did I really?

Today, I was so super productive. I cranked out work projects without a problem - done. Then I did more loads of laundry than I care to remember - done. Got some things worked out for a church committee - done. Organized meetings for an upcoming run in October I am managing - done. 

Yeah. I was so super productive. 

So productive that it wasn't until 3:40pm that I remembered that Abby had to be picked up from school. 

At 3:10pm. 

CRAP!

Really? Did I REALLY forget to pick up my kid on the first full day of school? 
Did I really?

Why hadn't she called? 
Damn cell phone is dead. 
Why didn't she call the house? 

QUICK - WAKE UP THE BABY! GET IN THE CAR! DON'T WORRY ABOUT SHOES! WE ARE LATE! LATE! LATE!

I arrive, and she is happy as a clam, playing with some new friends. Not the least bit concerned that I am now 40 - as in F-O-R-T-Y minutes late. 

"Why didn't you call?"
"THIS is the EXACT reason I need a cell phone, mom!!!"
"Why didn't you just go to the office to call?"
"I NEED A CELL PHONE!"
"No, you don't. You need to walk 10 steps to the office to call me."
{SIGH}

The argument about the cell phone will have to wait. Not today. 

Damn. And I was so super productive today, too! 
I am laughing at myself. And I cannot believe myself. 
Thank God she met some new friends and had some old friends to run around with while I was being "so super productive" at home. 

I'm only 37 years old. This stuff shouldn't be happening to my brain yet...right? ;)


1 comment:

Nguyen-Sul Jayhawks said...

Oh sweet Jesus. I take it back...eat all those memory-boosting drugs, and I'll deal with you remembering all my flaws. It's worth it for you to remember to pick up your own children!

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