OK, stupid blog entry title because there’s really no option, I think, to forget a portion of a person.
But I did forget someone today.
We are hosting a workshop for high school kids at my office this week. On Monday the kids were on a field trip. Tuesday was their first day in the office.
I was supposed to pick a 15-year-old because she lives near my house and needed a ride.
And I forgot. Completely. Thought about it three times on Monday. Then when Tuesday came, I totally spaced it.
Luckily, the kid was not upset in the slightest. Since she had fallen back asleep during the time she was waiting for me, she seemed almost disappointed when I insisted on coming to get her.
Damn near got broadsided by a car during my wild ride back to fetch the youngster. Totally would have been the other biznatch’s fault, but that’s little comfort, really.
Got the teenager to the workshop a half hour late, but she was there.
She’s a really sweet kid and at the end of the day when I drove her home she was chatty and excited. Didn’t seem to be too worried that she’s being chauffeured by an irresponsible maniac.
I am starting to worry just a wee bit about myself. I’m all out of focus. Losing my edge. Sharp as a butter knife, I am.
All I really want to do is stay home and cook and care for my dogs. But I can’t find anyone to pay me to do that. Which sucks mightily.
Hi there, Hey there my fellow fur luvin’ foodie!
I just found your site & after browsing around a bit I’m starting to wonder if we were separated at birth. ***insert Horshack laugh here***
I also dream of early retirement where I can drink coffee ’til 11 in my jammies, watching worthless TV while scratching my dogs ears.
AND in that same dream would be a world where I cook, cook, cook and someone else clean, clean, CLEANS!! Oh, and….an endless supply of fluffy, new socks!!
Kjo
Don’t be too hard on yourself…picking up that young lady isn’t part of your usual routine. That happens to everyone! Also, if all you do is stay home and cook and take care of the doggies we won’t meet IRL in August….and THAT is not to be missed!
Kjo, my new pal. Anyone with a Horshack laugh is good people in my book. We could be separated at birth because I am an orphan of unknown origin. So let’s go with that, sister.