About those Mother’s Day cards. The ones I bought early and had all ready to go out in the mail?
Right.
Well, first, there was Monday’s All Day Headache. And Tuesday’s fever, followed by Wednesday’s fever and discovery of the staph infected knee. And Thursday’s excursion to the doctor for confirmation of another round of scarlet fever. And Friday’s (that’s today) search for my favorite yarn catalog which also yielded the aforementioned cards, safely tucked under my desk calendar.
They’re not really going to make it to California before Sunday.
Did I mention my daughter, lying pitifully on the couch for 2 days? And Boo’s needing twice daily applications of ointment on his knee? And the chart on the white board so I don’t forget everyone’s antibiotics? And a husband who has been at some meeting or another every night this week?
Because I really did mean to get those cards in the mail on Monday. You know, before the migraine, staph-knee and scarlet fever.
Somehow I think I’m in the dog house anyway.
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Oh well, sometimes our best laid plans get messed up! (I don’t think that’s how the saying goes, but it will do.) Now I can stop checking the mail and wondering “…where, oh where”
Love to the wonderful mother of my four wonderful grandchildren. Mom