“Sure, I can do that”. That is my answer to everything. Sometimes, I don’t think I actually listen to the question, I just say sure. This tends to get me into big trouble, because I tend to be a bit overcommitted at work, home, volunteering, etc. I have realized that my follow through can be pretty bad outside of work (where I write everything down in a notebook, ALL day long!). This absolutely drives my husband nuts – especially the multiple times he has gone to pick up take out that I was supposed to call in the order in for, only to find out that it is not only not ready, but was never ordered to begin with. I have tried to write things down at home (I have a house/errand notebook, a blog notebook, a long-term project notebook, and more), I set the timer all the time in my house, and put EVERYTHING in my outlook or Gmail calendars.
This past week, with the long Memorial Day weekend, I was totally off. I seemed to forget absolutely everything. My husband and I were both nuts at work and at home, and were trading to do lists back and forth all week. Thursday evening, I picked the kids up from school, and came home. I knew I had a ton of stuff to do on those lists, but a neighbor stopped by to say hi and we wound up hanging out on my deck for a while – I completely put my to do list to the back of my mind. It was great to talk and hang out, and her daughter watched my kids for a bit while they played at their water table (yes, I know I live in a great little neighborhood!).
After they left, while the kids were eating, I made a new recipe, we all set the patio table up for a nice after-kids go to bed dinner for my husband and I, and got the kids went into the bath. My husband called on his way home from the train station to ask which one of us was going to pick up his sister that night at the train station.
It was Thursday – I knew she was coming in for a visit, I was excited she was coming, I just totally didn’t realize it WAS Thursday. In his 20 minute ride home from the train station, the kids and I raced around and cleaned up the deck quickly so he wouldn’t realize I planned this nice dinner because that would tip him off I forgot, we put dinner out on the counter like I usually do, cleaned up the guest room (including changing sheets/making up the guest bed), cleaned up my disaster of a kitchen (new recipe = disaster kitchen zone), and the kids and I were sitting on the front steps waiting for him to pull in the driveway.
My little partners in crime were giggling and running around with me, but honestly, someday, are they going to look back and wonder if their mom was an absolute idiot?!?! EEK!