Who's on First?

Ever have one of 'those days?' You know the kind where you have it totally planned out, been on the calendar for months and it's pretty much set in stone then a jackhammer comes along aaaaannnnd, ccccchhhhhaaaaggges iiiitttt uuuup.

Mine was like that today. My Friday of all days. I like to start the day by sleeping in, and whatever I have scheduled on the calendar doesn't start until after 10:00. Today my scheduled plan was to have my hair done at 10:30 then 1:00 attend my quilt class which goes til 4:00. Sums up the day nicely.

The only thing I needed to finish was cutting my material and having the pieces ready to go for the class. I figured Thursday night would be a good time, except my friend called for a girls night out to the movies. We watched "Letters to Juliet." No harm I can finish cutting when I get back from the movies. The husband also informed me I needed to take my car down to the dealership so they can program some new keys we had ordered, at 8:00 am Friday morning. Friday morning? Friday morning?  Don't you know Friday morning doesn't start until 10:00?.....Hel-lo

Then I get a call from my quilt teacher asking if I can come at 9:00 instead of our scheduled time of 1:00.
Let's see, 8:00 car, 9:00 quilt and 10:30 hair......Whatever.

I come back from the movies and stay up until midnight cutting material. 8:00 came too soon. None the less, I head down to the dealership, take care of the car/keys and book across town to my class. Class is usually three hours but I only get to stay for an hour due to my hair appointment, which I was not going to miss.

I was able to make one block before I had to go, and I'm sure the17 more I needed to sew will go smoother as long as I don't biff it like I did the first one. They called it my signature block and said it will be fine. Ha! signature block. Anyway, I gathered up my sewing stuff and drove back across town, made my hair appointment in the nick of time only to hear my hair stylist ask if I can come back at 12:30. Ahh fine, 12:30 it is. It's too late to return to my quilt class, so I went home. The husband called and reminded me I needed to go sign some papers. Something that had to do with refinancing the house.The thing is, we already signed 500 sheets of paper just the day before, but they forgot to include the papers that ask about the color and size of our underwear, but I'm pretty sure that was the only question left they needed to know.

Drove back across town, signed the papers, had lunch with the husband and made it, once again, to my rescheduled hair appointment. Came home and the husband called again and asked if I could go back down to the refinance place, pick up the check and deposit it in the bank. Sure, better get the money before they think of another question to ask.

By the time it was all said and done, I didn't know if I was coming or going.

I hate self portraits but here's the new style. I had her tone down the color because it always seems to lighten over time and by my next appointment my hair is really blonde. Anyway, that was my day, how was yours?