Tuesday, October 17, 2006
I'm Not A Flake! I'm Not, I'm Not, I'm Not!
I signed up to help in my son's first grade class once a month. No big commitment, just 45 minutes on one day of every month. So, this month I completely forgot to go and so I wrote a note to the teacher apologizing and asked when another day would be good. She said the 16th would be great. The time to be there is 9:30. At 1:30 while walking through WalMart (yes, I'm a WalMart shopper) it hit me that I forgot...again. Sorry Mrs. C. I'm really not a flake. Really. I'm not. I hate flakes. I am a procrastinator though. I've got my jogging clothes on ready to go. And yet here I sit.
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I love your blog!
I think you're just getting old. I keep forgetting things, too. I forget to pick the kids up for carpool. I forget it's Tuesday, not Monday. I think it's kids and estrogen and age. And, of course, you're so much older than I am, so I'm sure you're getting it worse than I do.
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