I gave my mom Aidan's Baptism invitation yesterday. She called about 20 mins later:
"Um, Kristen, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but...there's no date on these invitations".
Oops.
On the plus side, I had not mailed out the other 25 invitations. On the negative side, I now have to open all the envelopes, hand write the date onto my pretty, printed invitations, find new envelopes to send them in and re-address every one.
I guess all that Starbucks and Diet Coke can help mask the symptoms, but there's no substitute for a good night's sleep.
4 comments:
Uh-oh. That doesn't sound like a mistake you would make, honestly. But glad you taking it in stride.
Sounds like you need a vacation!
Oops! You poor thing! That sounds like something I would do....even w/o the sleep deprivation! :-)
When things like that happen to me I call it my "mommy brain." For instance I have asked a friend 3 times for her work number in the past 3 weeks! (you could always write the date on the back of the envelopes??) Good luck -Celeste
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