A few weeks ago, I missed a meeting concerning Sarah’s need for speech therapy. During all the chaos that surrounded me, I neglected to check my calendar and enjoyed lunch with a friend instead of a meeting with Springfield Public Schools.

They had the meeting without me and scheduled Sarah’s screening for the day before Thanksgiving. A day we weren’t in town. I called and told them we wouldn’t make it and said I would call and reschedule when I got back to town.

After driving all day, I gathered a week’s worth of mail and tossed it to the desk. About to go to sleep, I decided to open one envelope… Oh look a letter from Springfield Public Schools. “Since it was going to be difficult to contact you by telephone, I have re-scheduled Sarah’s speech evaluation for November 29, 2005 at 9:30.” People, that is less than 12 hours from now. If I’m too far from home to answer the phone, I PROBABLY won’t be receiving my mail either. Craziness. I better go to bed, I have to fill out a ton of paperwork before tomorrow’s meeting.