This week has a lot of extras in it (dentist for the baby, vet for the dogs, my partner starting her volunteer night, etc), and I have been hard pressed to keep track. So last night I was talking to my partner, trying to iron out today. It went like this:
Me: Ok, so we are having lunch as soon as the nanny comes. I will pick you up around 11. (Check it out! A date!)
Her: Yes. And the real estate appraiser is coming at 10. (She is refinancing the house.)
Me: Ok, cool.
Her: Do you want to meet in town for dinner before my volunteering?
Me: No, Pablo has that doc appt and I think we will want to stay in and chill.
Her: And because of eating lunch out. That's ok. I will take the leftover quiche for dinner.
Me: Lunch? Who are you having lunch with?
Her, looking at me expectantly: ...
Impressive, no? I can't remember a better memory lapse. Oh. Maybe that isn't very meaningful. Since it's me and all.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Memory, Schmemory
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We're never quite the same after children.
ReplyDeleteDid you enjoy lunch, or do you remember? ;)
Hope you did.