The best of intentions

Last night my aunt called at the beginning of bath time. She wanted me to go on-line and price some airline tickets for her. I told I would do it, but I had to do it after bathtime. She said fine and hung up.

It's now 7AM and I realized I never called her back. Yeah....If I say, I'm going to do something after bath time, ignore me and call me the next day or at work or send me an email. Nothing gets done after bathtime, story time, and devotional time, especially if it was a morning where I was up at 2AM. Working all day, cleaning up, bathtime and all of its necessities tires me out. I really meant to call her back, but I'm pretty sure I was stumbling over words during story time. And I'm pretty sure I fell asleep quick and fast because I woke up this morning and Jory, who I was pretty sure in the room last night, was nowhere to be found. Or maybe, Jory did leave after devotionals. See I can't even remember.

So now I'll look up those flight tickets. I'm such a morning person, always have been. If you need something or need me to do something ask me in the mornings or on my drive to and from work or send me an email. I have the best of intentions when I come home from work, but sometimes, most of the times, the world of TTT is a vortex I can't get out of until they are dropped off at school. The same goes with calling me. If you need me at night or on the weekend, call my house not my cellphone. That thing is rarely heard once I enter the house.