More haste, less speed - that's what they say. And they'd be right! Today is December 1st and I have been so busy and rushed and overwhelmed with all the things that suddenly needed doing that I haven't had a moment today! Part of the reason is that I am rather snowed under with projects for December.
First off I needed to prepare two blog posts for the
CounterfeitKit Challenge Blog - they aren't counterfeiting a kit this month and we Master Forgers have combined forces to do daily posts to keep the creative juices flowing. I'd prepared the first one
ages ago, but the second one didn't get finished until yesterday. Phew - and then there was a little crafty gift exchange that needed to be sent off today as well! Not helped by having to pick Child No.3 up from an after school meeting (that overran by half an hour), missing the parcel collection at the village post office and having to drive in the rush hour to drop it off at our sorting office!
Also, I have a place on
Cheryl Johnson's (free) "12 Days of Christmas" photography course: it started today but it was the festive self portrait that I was working on last night- today's task will have to wait until the morning!
Then of course there's
Journal Your Christmas which also started today - I haven't even read the prompt!!! But my album is
ready nearly finished ... (
I haven't touched it since returning from my Bloggers' Weekend away ooops)
And there's
more - I was rushing to get to work this morning but I couldn't locate my handbag. Yesterday had involved several trips out with Child No.3 and I'd left it on the back seat of our nippy little car ... that Hubby had taken to work! Arghhhh! So I grabbed a spare credit card to pay for fuel for the nearly empty car he'd left behind. After my 4 hour shift at the theatre, which is hectically busy preparing for pantomime season, I drove to the supermarket to fill up the enormous tank of our larger car, queued to pay and realised ...
I do not know the PIN number for this card!
OMG It was soooooo embarrassing! Luckily the enormous queue was behind me so I only had to make eye contact with the cashier:
Take your time - are you sure you don't know the number? No, in fact I'm not sure I ever have known it. The card I normally use is in my handbag in the back of Hubby's car.
Any other cards? No, they're in my handbag in the back of Hubby's car.
Any other method of payment? No, my purse and cheque book are in my handbag in the back of Hubby's car.
Any form of ID? No, my driver's licence is in my handbag in the back of Hubby's car.
Luckily the supermarket has a form for people like me ... headed "Idiot" ... so I filled it in and promised to return within seven days to pay.
If the next few days are as mad as this one has been, I'm not sure I'd find the time to go, so I returned to the garage this evening just to be on the safe side! Of course, that was
after picking up Child No.3, posting my parcel, fitting in a meal
and attending the dress rehearsal of the panto which opens tomorrow night.
I'm certainly glad that this day is behind me!