Normally I run out of work like a bat out of hell so I can get the Moosh up, fed, dressed, and safely dropped off at school before I start exhibiting signs of narcolepsy. It is a complicated dance.
This morning, however, I have a training class that lasts until 10:30 AM. My boss made an extra effort to tell us that this class was NOT OPTIONAL, so I made arrangements with R so that he could drop the Moosh off at school instead of me.
It sounds simple, but was in fact relatively complicated because R hadn't ever been to the Moosh's school before. We had to get an extra car seat because we only had one. R went with us on Monday so that he would know how to get the Moosh logged into his classroom properly. OK? OK. All lights are green for go.
So today I got very little sleep (thank you, parent-teacher conference!) so by the time R got home from work I fell into bed with nary a word to him and slept straight up until it was almost time for me to leave. I scrambled around in a rush, making sure I was dressed and ready for work, and on the way out the door, I hastily grabbed the keys to the car I normally drive to work. Which was the car R was supposed to take in the morning to get the Moosh to school. The one with the car seat in it. Ooooooooops.
Luckily there is no problem, it's only a slight inconvenience for R... he'll have to install the spare booster seat in another car and take him to school in that, but still. I was the one that made all the plans. I was the one who was shrill about it. I was the one who made sure R was up to date on all the plans... then I drove off in the wrong car.
Doh!!
okay I was going to email you but the computer is getting filed into the stupid category too.
anyhow thanks for the comment, now can you make her come today too?
puhlease?
Posted by: Dea | Monday, February 04, 2008 at 11:40 PM