Dumb Mistakes I Vow Not to Make Again
1. Perming my hair
2. Serving salt in the sugar bowl at a tea party
3. Neglecting to wash my hands thoroughly after using self-tanner
4. Leaving myself only one hour to make a 30-minute drive to the airport (without traffic) AND to return a rental car
5. Putting rolls wrapped in tinfoil in the microwave
6. Going on vacation without backup contact lenses or glasses
7. Storing melatonin pills in a Tylenol bottle and then leaving them in my medicine cabinet and forgetting about it (Matt to me while staying at our apartment: "I don't understand why I can't stay awake today!")
8. Hitting "Reply All" without checking really, really carefully who the "All" includes
9. Running out of diapers at 11:57 p.m.
I'm just back from a short jog to rectify number 9, fueled by the adrenaline produced when I realized that not only had I used the last of the stack that we keep beside Alex's changing table, but also I had neglected to replenish the stash in my diaper bag following a particularly, ahem, productive afternoon out. Thank goodness for the kind gentleman at Pricewise on 82nd and Broadway, who kept the store open a few minutes past closing for me when I called tonight in a panic.
And as for the 9 instead of 10 above, I may not have proven myself to be the sharpest tool in the box tonight, but I am smart enough to know that plenty of other dumb mistakes are lurking out there, just waiting to be made.
2. Serving salt in the sugar bowl at a tea party
3. Neglecting to wash my hands thoroughly after using self-tanner
4. Leaving myself only one hour to make a 30-minute drive to the airport (without traffic) AND to return a rental car
5. Putting rolls wrapped in tinfoil in the microwave
6. Going on vacation without backup contact lenses or glasses
7. Storing melatonin pills in a Tylenol bottle and then leaving them in my medicine cabinet and forgetting about it (Matt to me while staying at our apartment: "I don't understand why I can't stay awake today!")
8. Hitting "Reply All" without checking really, really carefully who the "All" includes
9. Running out of diapers at 11:57 p.m.
I'm just back from a short jog to rectify number 9, fueled by the adrenaline produced when I realized that not only had I used the last of the stack that we keep beside Alex's changing table, but also I had neglected to replenish the stash in my diaper bag following a particularly, ahem, productive afternoon out. Thank goodness for the kind gentleman at Pricewise on 82nd and Broadway, who kept the store open a few minutes past closing for me when I called tonight in a panic.
And as for the 9 instead of 10 above, I may not have proven myself to be the sharpest tool in the box tonight, but I am smart enough to know that plenty of other dumb mistakes are lurking out there, just waiting to be made.