Let me tell you about the most ridiculous, bungling day we had on Thursday.
I had a department meeting, but Ben was out of town, and Jack works on Thursdays AND I drive the first leg of the dance run, plus Coop has diving. AND to make matters just a smidge more complex, he also had a check up at his pediatrician's office. (And you guys speaking of maladroit-- I scheduled 4 kid check ups this month, one a week-- what the actual eff was I even thinking about?)
But! The ped's office is RIGHT BY MY OFFICE, which is also RIGHT BY WHERE COOPER DIVES. The wheels started spinning! Especially when Cooper asked me if he could skip the whole day of school (he feels like we owe him a day off school because he thought he was missing most of a day to get his passport for an international dive meet, but then there was a snafu at the post office and Ben dropped him back at school after an aborted attempt and THEN the club hosting the Montreal meet cancelled, so he didn't even need a passport.) and Minnie's pick up seemed less complex with the timing of his appointment if I didn't also have to pick him up at school.
SO. I asked another mom to drive my leg of the dance trip, and Cooper, Minnie, and I headed to the doc together with a packed dinner for Minnie and Cooper to eat during my meeting. I figured I could do the check up, park close to the pool, walk to my office and get them set up in there while I went to the meeting, and then escort Coop to practice a little late after that and take Minnie home. The other mom offered to also drive the kids home (YAY!), and Ben was planning to be back in town in time to drive the dive carpool home.
We picked Minnie up from school a smidge early, loaded the car with my work bag, Coop's diving bag, a bunch of craft stuff and books to keep Minnie busy in my office and at the doc, snacks for Minnie, and picnic dinners for both kids.
On the way there, I noticed that we still hadn't done our pre-visit questionnaires, so Cooper filled those out while we drove, and we made it ONE MINUTE EARLY.
Only to discover that his check up was on FRIDAY. The next day. It had been wrong on my calendar THE WHOLE TIME.
We were on campus with an hour to kill before my meeting **head desk** AND I had to do the whole charade again THE NEXT DAY (minus dance and diving thank goodness).
We saw some dinosaurs instead.
Cooper, still laughing when we got back in the car from the doctor's reception area.
I made THIS for dinner, and everyone loved it-- so easy (served it with a salad and bread)-- highly recommend.




OH MY GOD NO. Well, I guess it ended okay but AHHH.
ReplyDeleteI shouldn't be laughing but I totally am; it's one of those times you either laugh or cry.
ReplyDeleteI am always so impressed by your organization, Sarah. I basically want to become one of your kids so you can organize my life (and pack snacks and picnic suppers).
Oh no! And you were so prepared! That's the worst feeling.
ReplyDeleteGAH! I hate when that happens, and happen it does. At least there were dinosaurs!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I wish my husband were not low carb, that pasta looks amazing.
DeleteYikes. Bungled and frustrated - I'm not at all surprised. You always juggle so much. I can see how this could happen so easily. Cooper still laughing when he got back in the car. I'm also laughing at Elisabeth wanting to be one of your children so you can organize her life. Hell, I'll become one of your children for the birthday celebrations/shopping sprees. ;"
ReplyDeleteBLAH. I hate when that kind of thing happens!!!!
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