Hmmm, well I just discovered a major flaw in all of my well laid plans.
Yeah, well, um... I'm usually a better planner than this. I really have no excuse for this. I just assumed. And we all know what happens when you assume.
So, I'm kinda irritated with myself right now. Last fall semester started the first week in August, so I just sorta assumed that it would always be the first week in August.

Well, darnit, that's how the kids' school works. And that's how my college worked back in the day. It was always essentially the same week.
Doh!


Nope. First day of fall semester is...
Drum Roll Please... July 19th.
They day we're supposed to be driving off into the sunset.
Luckily, I haven't asked for my vacation time at work yet, so I won't have to grovel for a change there. But, I'm going to have to rebook both stays. I think I still have plenty time to get that done, but I'm so irritated with myself right now. What a moron.
On the PLUS side, that means....
OUR TRIP WILL BE EVEN SOONER!!!
I just need to figure out a new set of dates. Because DD has big plans for her 16th birthday on July 11th and that's going to mess with my available time that month.
Dare I try to organize a blowout sixtheenth birthday, followed immediately by a vacation? OR Do I take a vacation followed immediately by a huge obnoxious birthday party??

Which sounds worse? I'm gonna have to hash this out with DH, methinks.
All I know is, the trip has to be in July. I won't earn my vacation days at work until the end of June. So, this is the only month we can swing it.
In other news, we've all got scripts for Tamiflu now, so we shouldn't catch Em's cooties. And, hopefully, Emily will be feeling better soon. She has discovered one good thing about having no more books (everything on the computer) this year. You can keep up to date on your school work even while your sick. No different than people who cyber commute. That's a bonus. She's really only missed on test, otherwise, all caught up.
I'm personally having "one of those days." I took Garren to the doctor's office before school to get his allergy shots... and the doctor was late (still on rounds) so he was late for school and we still didn't get his shots. I had to sign him in late with no doctor note so he's now got a tardy to his name. Color me aggravated. And, we're going to have to go back again tomorrow morning to try again. Grrr.
Then, Emily had an orthodontist appointment this morning, which I planned to call and cancel (since I didn't think they wanted to put their hands into the mouth of a kid with the flu

).
So, I get back from the doctor with Garren, (and keep in mind I worked all night and was TIRED) and I start to call the ortho.
Emily says, "Did you call school?" Oh yeah, I need to do that, I think, while dialing...
So, they pick up, and I say "This is Susan Lastname, Emily has an appointment at 8:45 a.m. and we're going to have to cancel because she has the flu," or something like that.
And this was the response I got and l-o-n-g pause, and then, "So, she won't be in school today?"

And then the lightbulb turned on. Crap, I dialed the school instead of the orthodontist. Duh.

Which I tried to explain in my bumbling fashion. "Oh, yeah, I'm sorry I thought I was dialing her orthodontist... um, because she had an appointment.... but, I needed to call you too, so I got confused, and dialed the wrong number. Sorry about that. But, um, yeah, she won't be in today.....
Yeah, I'm pretty sure she was laughing at me when she hung up.




I'm completely blaiming that on Girl. If she hadn't mentioned school just as I was trying to dial the ortho...
I settled into my snug little bed by 9 a.m. and then remembered I was supposed to pick up the Tamiflu prescriptions for the rest of the family while I was out this morning. They only had enough yesterday for Emily and implied that they run out early, so I wanted to get there before lunch. So, now I can't settle down because I'm afraid they'll run out again before I get up at 3:45 p.m.
Do you see where this is going? Do you notice the time stamp on this post? And the fact that I said I was going to sleep until 3:45?
I should have just gotten up right then and picked up the scripts, because I couldn't sleep well, and kept waking up over and over again, until 1 p.m., when I finally gave up, ran to town, got the scripts, and came back home for lunch.
I walk in the door and Em says, "oh mom, I'm almost out of my rubber bands for my braces. I never mentioned it because we had that appointment today.
So, back out I go to pick up bands.
Just an all around awesome day. I can't wait to see how it ends.
