Oh, for a time turner of my own . . .
Sep. 18th, 2006 09:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pegkerrI am an IDIOT.
Tonight was the reception for Minnesota writers, including me, that were being honored by the endowed chairs in the auditorium of the new Minneapolis library, that I mentioned in this entry here. I was invited as one of the honorees. I had RSVPd that I intended to come.
And tonight, the woman who kindly had donated the money for the chair in my honor called to say, we missed you at the reception tonight. Oh, my god. The girls were both sick today, and when I got home from work, I was dealing with weeping offspring, and . . . and I forgot about it totally. I missed the reception entirely. She was very nice about it when I explained, and we made plans to get together later--she's a friend from graduate school.
But still . . .
Rob, of course, could not be counted on to remind me. Our household operates on the principle that it is Peg who remembers everything. It was on the calendar, but I just spaced it out entirely. I am shocked at myself. It is so rare for me to make a mistake like this.
I feel just sick about this.
Tonight was the reception for Minnesota writers, including me, that were being honored by the endowed chairs in the auditorium of the new Minneapolis library, that I mentioned in this entry here. I was invited as one of the honorees. I had RSVPd that I intended to come.
And tonight, the woman who kindly had donated the money for the chair in my honor called to say, we missed you at the reception tonight. Oh, my god. The girls were both sick today, and when I got home from work, I was dealing with weeping offspring, and . . . and I forgot about it totally. I missed the reception entirely. She was very nice about it when I explained, and we made plans to get together later--she's a friend from graduate school.
But still . . .
Rob, of course, could not be counted on to remind me. Our household operates on the principle that it is Peg who remembers everything. It was on the calendar, but I just spaced it out entirely. I am shocked at myself. It is so rare for me to make a mistake like this.
I feel just sick about this.
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Date: 2006-09-19 02:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 01:58 pm (UTC)Sorry, forgot.
Arrrr.
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Date: 2006-09-19 02:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 02:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 03:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 04:51 am (UTC)Oh dear, I may have to use that one soon...
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Date: 2006-09-19 02:37 am (UTC)I did something like that a couple months ago--missed the first meeting of a board to which I had just been elected...so humiliating. And I didn't have anything like sick kids distracting me. I just...forgot. And didn't remember until TWO DAYS later.
*hugs*
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Date: 2006-09-19 03:30 am (UTC)Of course I should have. I usually get up at 6:40 am every weekday so that I can get Ben up at 6:45 am and then Rachel at 7:00 am, so Ben can leave at 7:15 and she can leave at 7:45. And Chris needed to leave early today for a 9:00 meeting, too. (He has a long commute.)
Because I didn't need to get up yesterday until 7:40 am to leave for choir rehearsal at 8:15 and forgot to reset my alarm, I did not get up at 6:40. I forgot. But evidently, the fact that there are THREE OTHER PEOPLE in this household, the ones who actually NEEDED to be somewhere at a particular time this morning did not mean that they felt moved to set their THREE ALARM CLOCKS (I'm not the only person who has one) just in case I did not get up.
And no, I don't have a good excuse like sick children. I just forgot to reset the alarm. But I still don't see why they can't take care of this themselves! For pete's sake, from the time I was eight years old I had to get myself up and dressed in the morning for school, then wake my mother to make my lunch for me before I left. (Before that my brother usually woke me up, but he stopped doing that when he was 17 and had to be at school extra early for sports.*) I was also usually the person who woke up my sister to get to the high school, although that was just a side-effect of my making noise in our bedroom. She was usually late for her early labs, because I wasn't about to take on the responsibility of waking a fourteen-year-old when I already had to wake up my own mother unless I wanted to make my own lunch.
So. That makes 34 years I've been doing this now. Gah.
Does anyone remind me of when I need to do something that's important to me? Nope. I have to remember those things AND the things important to everyone else. So what I generally do for the things no one else is going to remind me about is I "program" them into my phone, which has a calendar function. I can enter a "meeting" time for a particular day and on that day it'll scream at me when it's time for me to leave (or whenever I tell it to notify me).
So I guess my cell phone is my mom now. Erk. (A good thing, too, considering that I'm somewhat miffed with my own mother at the moment, as she is blowing off Sara's memorial service to go to a freaking PICNIC.)
* Ironically, my brother now has the worst reputation in the family for being late. When Steve says he's going to be somewhere at a certain time we automatically tack on about 90 minutes, which is usually pretty close to the mark. And I refuse to play mother to a 50 year old man who isn't my son. ;)
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Date: 2006-09-19 04:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 11:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-20 04:48 am (UTC)I came home to this forlorn answering machine message left by Beth from her cell phone while standing on the doorstep.
I was under some genuine stress at the time, but I didn't feel like it excused it. It was right there on the effing calendar, all I'd needed to do was look at the calendar before I left the house. Gahhhhh. Fortunately, Beth is a very forgiving person, and still talks to me. (One of her neighbors was home, and babysat her daughter, but can you imagine? She had a job interview and was rushing around freaking out about babysitting because her idiot friend said she'd do it, and then wasn't home.) I still feel bad about this. Even though she decided that the job really wasn't a good fit for her anyway.
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Date: 2006-09-19 04:37 am (UTC)Oops.
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Date: 2006-09-19 04:49 am (UTC)She obviously understood :) It'll be okay. None of us can be superwomen or supermen all the time :) No matter how much we try to do.
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Date: 2006-09-19 05:01 am (UTC)spilt milk
Date: 2006-09-19 10:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 01:19 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-19 02:20 pm (UTC)Maybe so, but you're OUR idiot...
Arrrr.