And so the Mayhem continues...
This time no one was hurt, however. Unless you count my sister Amy falling unexpectedly before I called her. She is sore, but ok. I seem to have that effect on people. Either before they deal with me or after. Just a warning... (sorry Amy)
Why did I call her? Please, let me ramble.
I had clients walk in at 5 to 5pm today. I knew they were coming actually, but had completely forgotten. I only knew after I remembered I had made the appointment with them, a week ago. It was even on my calendar. *good going Michelle* Anyway...I was rushing out the door to get to the bank because we had computer issues and I needed to get there before they closed. They showed up, my already set forgotten appointment, right on time. I handed the bank task off to my boss so I could tend to my prior engagement. The clock ticks and conversation leads to more complex matters. My beautiful daughters face pops in my head and I excuse myself to the back office. Crap! (I mouth quietly) I have 30 minutes to pick up my daughter. (I have this thing about making sure my daughter is picked up on time and taken care of. That she knows what is going on etc. When I was young, my adoptive parents would "forget" to pick me up all the time. They were busy with more important things. It left me feeling unimportant, alone and just plain scared sometimes. I will never be anything less than all I can be for Rach. Period, end of story) So, Think fast Michelle. First thought is my significant other. Oh but wait...I don't have one of those. Right, I am a single parent. (you have no idea how often this goes through my mind) Christine. Call Christine. (daughters best friends Mom) But, no answer at home and no answer on cell. Grr. Ok..then, Mom. I will call Mom. No..Mom is in Reno with Dad. Ok then, My little sis Sarah. Oh no...she is in California with Hubby. There is Debbie, but she lives 37 miles from here and wouldn't make it in 30 minutes (I, on the other hand...would. Yes, I have a lead foot) I have my sister Amy and sister-in-law Amy J. Hummm. They are both pretty busy with their own families and my sis, Amy, does daycare. I don't have much of a choice. I call my sister Amy. She agrees to get Rach for me and I do a little booty dance in my boss' office. Yes! I suppose I could have rushed my clients through their appointment. Tell them I had to go etc. But ya know, I am there to serve my clients needs and to put my own before theirs shows a lack of respect on my part. I am just not going to go there. Especially, when they have been recommended highly to me. My sis drops off Rachel at my office, I finish up the appointment, lock up and head for home. At this point, there is no time for dinner making (again, no one else at home to help with that) so I pick up something on the way. Plus, a few treats for my sisters family since she had gone through the trouble of helping me. I go by her home before getting to my own, only to find myself walking in on her and dinner company. Ugh. I didn't buy enough for everyone. I felt aweful and awkward. I quickly shoved them in her freezer, chit chatted and then fled home. Sweet, sweet home... (and no..I don't see those dishes in the kitchen sink)
There was more, before the appointment, but it all just seems like fluff at this point. My dinner sits on the kitchen counter. I find myself only desiring a huge glass of wine...or two, a shoulder rub and ya know, other stuff. But that would bring me back to the significant or really just "other" that doesn't exist. Told ya it went through my mind a lot.
All in all, it was a good day. Productive, for sure. I got those Gummy Bears, which might account for my not being hungry, and my boss promised a cup of coffee, on him, tomorrow morning.
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