Yes, of course I've known about this trip for weeks. Sheesh
For most of the day today I tried to arrange my afternoon in my head. I wanted to figure out the most efficient way to get everything done that needs to be done and still make it home with my sanity in time for Dancing with the Stars. Truth be told, I haven't watched Dancing With the Stars since the season Donny Osmond was on. The only season that truly matters.
I got off the subject. Back to today:
Because D.G. stays after school every day for middle school musical rehearsal (please, let this musical be over soon) she cannot go with me until after 5pm.
I could take a chance and grab the few things she needs for the trip without her.
But that would be a BIG chance as she's 13 and quite particular.
I also need to visit my vacation home for those little things you can't wait for such as toilet tissue, milk and dog food.
Also on my list was my weekly weight watchers meeting. How can I squeeze that in?
So much to do and not enough time. But I finally figured out a schedule in my mind and was ready for the challenge.
Right when I thought I had it all figured out - Ironman comes home from work. And he is in a most unpleasant mood. He
My plans make a big TURN AROUND.
I was thinking of asking Ironman to pick up the groceries. Now I don't think I'll be doing that. I think I'll just do it all.
My turn around plan:
I'll weigh in early. Before the meeting begins. And not stay for the meeting. I've decided Monday is not a good day for me to have a 6pm meeting. I need to check the website. Thursday could work. I'll let you know. So for today, no meeting.
Then I'll pick up D.G.
Then we'll go run the errands. I'll grab something quick for supper. Like fish. Fish is quick. I can make a big salad. Throw the fish under the broiler. Something like that. Everyone will be happy.
Don't you hate it when your plans get turned around?