I forgot to remember it.
At 8pm last night I remembered that today it was my turn to host Gleek’s preschool group. I remembered it last week. I remembered it over the weekend. And then I forgot until 8 pm the night before. Fortunately I had the letter N and the number 2. Noah and his ark were a perfect fit. Kids love a chance to pretend to be animals. I scrounged a bag of noodles and some yarn, instant Noodle Necklaces project.
I managed preschool. I even managed it while juggling NotMyBaby and I-want-mommy Patches. Then I managed the afternoon which included two trips to pick up kids from school, three friends coming over, leaving, and coming back again multiple times, endless demands for snack food, dinner, and homework time.
I’m tired. I had stuff I wanted to write today. I felt in a writing mood, but there simply wasn’t space in my brain for words to coalesce. There definitely wasn’t time to sit in front of my computer. Well, until now when all the kids are abed and I’m too bone weary to write anything profound.
I need to sleep, but if I sleep then it will be tomorrow and I’ll have more things to do. maybe I’ll watch some Firefly.