Last week, my boss asked me to attend a Wednesday evening event with my fellow colleagues. It was scheduled for 6pm, almost two hours before my husband typically gets home from work so I booked a babysitter and planned out the week leading up to the event.
Valentine's Day was coming up so on Monday I went to the craft store and spent $25 buying hearts, stickers and tiny "LOVE" doo-dads to signify my children's undying affection for their classmates. Tuesday, I pondered which dinner I could make for the sitter to serve up and settled on whole wheat pasta. When I noticed we had an after-school wine-and-whine playdate on Thursday, leaving me with one less day to make Valentine's Day cards, I suddenly realized that on Wednesday I would have to get the kids, help Monkey with his homework and help them make about 35 Valentine's cards all while trying to shower and look appropriately corporate for my 5:30pm departure.
Valentine's Day was coming up so on Monday I went to the craft store and spent $25 buying hearts, stickers and tiny "LOVE" doo-dads to signify my children's undying affection for their classmates. Tuesday, I pondered which dinner I could make for the sitter to serve up and settled on whole wheat pasta. When I noticed we had an after-school wine-and-whine playdate on Thursday, leaving me with one less day to make Valentine's Day cards, I suddenly realized that on Wednesday I would have to get the kids, help Monkey with his homework and help them make about 35 Valentine's cards all while trying to shower and look appropriately corporate for my 5:30pm departure.
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