I have to love days like this. Ones where nothing goes according to plans. After all, they really just remind us how little control we have over our lives anyway, right?

So, long to-do list: more spring cleaning, sewing, laundry, bills, trip planning, and, naturally SCHOOL.

Then the phone rings:

Bill: Michelle, I’m really sorry. I need to go to that dinner tonight in civilian attire. Would you please bring me a suit and tie?

Me: Sure, honey. No problem.

{click}

Jenny: Mommy, I don’t feel well.

And then vomiting. And now she’s passed out on the dining room floor.

So, short to-do list: visit Bill at the office, extra laundry, and hopefully, SCHOOL.