Over the years I've developed a system that helps me remember my commitments. Each appointment or thing to do is put on a sheet of paper. I add the date, then stack everything sequentially in a letter tray. At night before I go to bed I pull out the things I need for the next day and place them either by my purse or on the countertop in my bathroom (depending on how important it is for me to remember it immediately after waking).
My system has served me well for many years. However, now that I'm sheltering myself in place the vast majority of my commitments have disappeared. I haven't done a good job of checking the tray, which came back to bite me tonight.
I'm one of the sponsors for a group of teenagers who meet weekly. Each week two sponsors attend and serve as guides. Like a lot of things in this new world we're living in, the meetings have gone virtual. The sponsor with the Zoom account 'opens up' the room, stays around just long enough to make sure things are running smoothly, then bows out.
After dinner Hubby Tony and I were taking a walk. We were at the farthest point away from the house when I got a text from the organizer asking if I was supposed to be one of the sponsors tonight. I did a quick calculation and figured out that I was. Boy, was I embarrassed!
Tony and I picked up the pace and hustled back to the house, but the damage was already done. All I could do when I got home was send an apology email and promise never to make the same mistake again.
Five years ago today: Gutters, Gutters, Who's Got The Gutters?