What a Day!

Whew. Monday started out normally and I had a plan - an organized plan.

My normal Monday routine involves leaving my house a bit after noon so I can get to the WalMart, do my shopping, hopefully (if I time it right), check out by 2 pm and get to Buddy's school for the afternoon pick up. That way, I just come home from that and unload my groceries. Buddy can look after Sissy for a few moments for me and it's just a whole heck of a lot easier than unloading her, unloading the groceries (while she's unattended in the house for short moments), getting the groceries put away, then turning right back around and putting her back in her car seat to go pick up Buddy. See? I have it planned.

A little after 10 AM, I get a call from the Evil Twin wanting to know what my WalMart schedule was like. I tell him the time frame and he says, "Well, the photographers (at his office) need a little girl for a photo shoot and they want Sissy."

Fine with me. Oh, and it's for the Fall issue of a WV publication, so they want her in fall clothing - like a hoodie. Oh, and also? They want her in a different county fifteen miles away at 2 pm.

I told him I wouldn't be able to pick up Buddy from school with that schedule, so he agrees to leave work early and pick up Buddy while I go do the photo shoot (or rather, Sissy does it....I'm just along for shits n giggles).

She does have some fall clothing already, but no light jacket, hoodie or windbreaker. No big deal. I'm going to WalMart. One stop shopping and all that, eh?

I proceed to get her and myself ready much earlier than planned and we fly out the door - because now, I'll have to shop and get back home, unload the groceries, put away anything that needs fridge/freezer storage, change Sissy's clothes and head back out the door to make it to the next county by 2.

I went flying thru WalMart. My "local" WM that I usually shop at is undergoing remodeling, so it's difficult to get around in and it's difficult to find your items (nothing is in it's "regular" spot). So, I'm flying thru as fast as I can. I buy some leggings and dress shoes, in case they want her in her fall dress. I buy a zip up lightweight jacket - which is actually perfect for the rest of the year.

No, I won't be buying my daughter a winter coat. Before you go calling social services on me, let me just explain that Sissy does not appreciate being stuffed into a winter coat like a sausage. It doubles her indignity when she is then further stuffed into a car seat and strapped in and strapped down like a critter in a rodeo.

It sort of reminds me of that movie "A Christmas Story" when the mom sends Ralphie's little brother out during winter and his appendages are sticking straight out, she has him so bundled up in all that puffy outerwear.

So, with her, I just layer during the winter and we don't spend any more time outdoors than absolutely necessary.

Anyway - I digress.... I'm standing in the checkout line, breathlessly counting items of the customers ahead of me and furiously looking at my watch over and over again.

My cell phone rings. It's the Evil Twin.

"Honey, the photo shoot's been moved to tomorrow."

Well, at least I picked up the clothing items I needed while I was already out at WM.

It's now Tuesday morning. Let's see what I hear today. :-)