Ever since September's "breakdown" (for lack of a better word), my relationship with a calendar is IFFY. 😯
I print a Google calendar each month and I try to write in add-ons from a miniature calendar I keep in my purse. It seems that neither they nor I are in synch.
💻 + 📅 = DOES NOT COMPUTE
Today, Tuesday, I realized that I had a Library Board Meeting last night while I was enjoying Jeopardy. That's embarrassing because: (1) I had pulled the library board file over the weekend so I wouldn't miss it, ( 2) I live so close to the library, (3) this is not the first time I've missed the LBM.
I used to be a proud, extremely busy volunteer for adult literacy. After more than ten years with them, I quit (coinciding with my meltdown). Their first attempt at the annual Scrabble Event was supposed to be 9/30, but was canceled due to bad weather. The following week, at 6:30, a colleague called me to ask if I was coming. I said hell no, and wondered to myself why it was being held on a Sunday? Duh - it was a Friday. Mind you, the time change hadn't kicked in yet, so I can't blame that.
Yes, I am confusing days. Showed up to the podiatrist a week early. Totally missed my appointment with a different doctor last month. I could have sworn I went! One good thing was that my therapist canceled today's session, so I have more time to get my act together.
So, dear friends and colleagues...if you make plans with me and I don't show up, please understand that my brain is still not up to par. It's not you; it's definitely ME.