I left my office to go catch my train. I get to the elevator and realize I can't find my phone. Having forgotten the phone in my office before, I run back and look everywhere like a crazy person. I decide to call it. It is in my purse. Get the phone and get ready to run out. Can't find my keys. Look frantically everywhere. They are in my office door, in the freaking keyhole.
Run to catch the train. Get to daycare. They have cheques for me to sign (I'm the president of the board and we need to signatures). There is no time, as I am running late for Anna's piano lesson. I grab the binder, and say I will bring them back tomorrow (I do this almost every week, no biggie). Get Sophia, get to school, get Anna, run to the lesson. Run to the grocery store during my free 25 minutes with Sophia. Run back to get Anna. Get finally home.
WHERE ARE THE FUCKING CHEQUES??? I looked everywhere in the car. Ugh. Tried calling the daycare, nobody answered (it was right before closing). I got the general manager on her cell, and there is a conference later at our daycare so she will check for them then. They are probably (hopefully?) just on the top of Sophia's locker. FML. Otherwise we will cancel them, as they aren't signed. But wtf is wrong with me?
I just want to crawl in a corner and cry. I'm tired. My entire body hurts (especially my freaking vagina). AND MY BRAIN IS DEAD.
My brain never recovered from pregnancy. I'm sorry you had one of those days and hope you find the checks in your car or someone has them some place safe.
Thanks guys. I feel slightly better after having dinner. And I requested hugs as soon as H walked in. But I will be anxiously waiting for her call for the next hour (conference starts at 7:30).