I almost wrote a post yesterday about how I had nothing to write about. I chose not to for three reasons 1) That kind of post is mind numbingly boring, 2) I found a picture of my son farting on my brother and thought that you guys might find it as amusing as I did and 3) saying you have nothing interesting to talk about is bad, bad karma and the best was to assure some sort of bullshit to mess up your life.
I didn’t even have to say it out loud.
I completely admit, much worse things could have happened to me but these things were still a huge pain in my ass.
First – My kids go to a cooperative preschool. In our case the main thing this means for us is that there is a parent in the classroom everyday and it is slightly less expensive than a non-cooperative school. Well, on Thursday I was supposed to be the parent in Ian’s class and I totally blanked on it. In fact, I had no clue that I was supposed to be there that day until I was already 15 minutes late. It wasn’t tragic, but it messed up Ian’s day and I felt like an idiot.
Second – As I was sitting at the computer at school furiously trying to make my MamaPop deadline the dad that was co-opping in Claudia’s class that day came into the office. “Do you have a Honda Odyssey”.
“You’ve got a flat tire.”
Fortunately, he was nice enough to bring us home. (Because I was too stupid to realize that in a Odyssey the spare tire is between the two seats in the middle row – of course.) And Gabe changed our tire later and then we had to go back to the school to pick the car up.
See? Nothing life changing, but a pretty crappy day overall.
Lesson learned? Don’t mess with the blogging Gods. And thank those same Gods I didn’t say anything out loud.
[photo credit: Karma is a Bitch by Rob Hans]