I’m okay. Tired, but okay.
I don’t know what happened to the week, all I know is that it is over.
It’s been a rough one.
I had a lot going on.
I was being pulled in a few different directions and I dropped a few balls.
Uggghhh. I hate it when that happens.
I had to make an admission to myself yesterday.
I can no longer manage my schedule and my families schedule without writing it all down.
In the past I have always kept our schedule in a very trusty place.
This week I missed an appointment because I forgot about it.
And I forgot to mail a very important bill payment.
That is so not like me. Usually.
By Thursday afternoon I was feeling overwhelmed and exhausted and somewhat in a panic because I thought for sure I was going to forget something else I needed to do.
Someone recommended I take a Valium.
Another someone recommended I buy a planner.
I skipped the Valium and bought this:
Ain’t that a cutie?
I don’t usually go for “cute” but it was cheaper than “not cute” and has some great features.
Now I just need to remember to use it.
Oh yeah, my sister Kris and I had a great time last weekend. We successfully did nothing productive and we had fun along the way. We ended up not picking each others toes. She did pick her own though. And she cut my hair (and Dave’s and Coop’s). I’m sure she had fun waxing my eyebrows, but I think she had more fun sending my family to church while we played hookie to go to Ikea and the Container Store. Nah, I’m sure waxing my eyebrows was the highlight of her weekend. Her train was late getting into Vancouver on Sunday, which means I got to keep her for a bonus 3 hours. Thanks Kris!