That sums up our best laid schemes for this morning. The Evil Twin either forgot to turn on the alarm last night or it just plain didn't go off - because I woke up at 7:18 AM saying "What day is it? What is today?" meaning, "Is it a school and work day, cause if so, we is fucked big time."
I flew out of bed and called our neighbor/friend who drops Buddy and her son off in the mornings and told her to go on without him because we'd overslept. The Evil Twin dragged ass out of bed and said he'd take Buddy in when he was ready (damn skippy, Mo Fo, I wasn't going to do it). We all stumbled around like zombies, but amazingly, Buddy got to school before the tardy bell rang and we all managed to get our mornings underway - albeit, later than usual.
The Evil Twin stated that he did not feel well and I also had a sore throat (we slept with the window open over our bed for part of the night), so he's off work today. Buddy has an appointment to see the opththalmologist today at 2:15, which means I'll have to get him out of school early. I guess it works out good because this means I can leave Sissy at home with Daddy and I can take only Buddy to the appointmetnt. Trust me, we've gone before - dragging Sissy along - and she is ever so uncooperative. It is no fun.
But, neither is having an appointment to begin with. I hate having to be at X place at X time, unless it's something fun. Generally speaking, though, I've gotten used to being able to make my own schedule as I go along. (one perk of being at home-ness). My dislike of setting appointments extends to even haircuts.
I bit the bullet yesterday and called my hairdresser. I've been seeing her since I was 18, so nearly 22 years now and of course, I love her. She does an amazing job every time and she charges next to nothing (I always give her a big tip anyways). However, this time, we have more interesting business than JUST my hair. Sissy will be getting her first "trim" as well. She doesn't have much hair. What little she does have is in the veins of a baby mullet. It really just needs to be shored up. We really don't want any or too much length cut off the back. It will be interesting to see: how it turns out and if she'll even sit still for the cutting.
She won't let any of us near her hair. I was so looking forward to styling it in the adorable "Pebbles" fashion (you know, one little fountain of hair on top) and other cute ways to do a girl's hair. No such luck for Mommy. I will be taking the camera.
I'm off to do my injection (nearly an hour late) and finish my morning routine (just in time for lunch, I'm sure). :::Sigh:::, I hate getting up late on school days.