Ever have one of those days when you feel like you've suddenly been plucked up by the collar, put into a shaker cup and tossed onto a game board to see where you land?
Yes, I suppose you have.
My gameboard tumble today was partially of my own making and a little of N's. We are a team, after all. Our usual game plan is to informally review the week ahead and decide who's doing what--particularly when it comes to Fran's appointments.
She scheduled a last minute appointment with her primary doctor on Monday. That change distracted me just enough to help me forget about today's appointment. I don't remember exactly when or why my memory retrieved that important bit this morning, except I was already at work, the short folk were in full swing and teacher L was busy assessing.
My mind began to race--how?how? I knew that N didn't remember, because he had taken his old forester boots to work for a field trip into the woods. Besides, I had the wheel chair in the back of my car. I checked to see if sweet Kim could take my PM shift. When she said no, I quickly went online to schedule a sub--any old sub was going to have to do (sorry L!).
Once it was time for the short folk to pack up to go home, I uncharacteristically helped them with coats and stuffing papers in to backpacks (what's your hurry, here's your hat). All the time calculating in my head how long it would take to get home, get Fran loaded and drive to the edge of Keizer. I hate to think what my blood pressure was during those 30 minutes.
Did we make it? Yes, we did. We may have missed our mark by 3 minutes, but I consider that a victory after my panic. Oh and yes, I DID take that wheel chair out of my car!
Here's what I did to relax once we returned home: Click for link to recipe for homemade graham crackers.