Today is my day off. There are a million things that I need to do before the family leaves for our vacation in 2 weeks, one of which is selecting pictures for a scrapbook that the mums in Natalie's ballet class want to do for our beloved teacher who is retiring soon. (it wasn't my idea to do the scrapbook, but by default the job fell to me, since I do what I do as a hobby...)
So I was diligent and met up with one of the other ballet mums today to select the pictures, and it took the whole morning!! And my job didn't end there, I still had to crop some photos when I got home, and transfer them to the thumb drive to bring to the photo shop for printing. And goodness knows why, the numbers didn't add up once and I counted and recounted, only to discover that I had been correct all along. And then later, the numbers didn't add up again, and this time it drove me crazy, and it was only after listing all 80 odd photos in numerical order that I discovered that I had a duplicate photo, hence when it transferred the 2nd time it merely overwrote the existing file. And then after going back into the pictures and re-evaluating the pages they were for, I realized that the duplicate was a typographical error after all, IMG_4699 vs IMG_4996. Incredibly frustrating. And I'm tired just reliving it again.
All this took the entire afternoon to do, primarily because I got majorly sidetracked by Christopher. The kids' school is having a series of 4 fund raising concerts this Saturday to raise funds for the new school buildings. As a choir member, Chris is performing. I was under the impression all along that he was performing at the Gala concert thus we bought tickets accordingly. Today he told me that he believes that he is performing only in Concert 2. This prompted me to email the school administrator to ask if we could possibly switch tickets cos after all, all this is to watch our son perform, is it not?
The school admin was very accommodating and facilitated the exchange. I was pleased, until I checked the choir blog (you know, just to be sure) and discovered that.... Chris is performing in 2 concerts, namely the 3rd concert and the Gala concert. So I had to call the admin back to apologize profusely for the blur-ness of my son and I, and ask if I could pretty please move the tickets back to the original Gala concert. Again, she was incredibly nice about it, and fixed everything for me. I felt terrible, though, everyone in school was busy enough without me adding to it.
With that sorted, I tried to get back to the arduous business of photo selection/transfer... but was itchy enough to read the choir blog again, and it was a good thing I did too, cos I then discovered that Chris needs a choir costume and shoes. I had to call the school again, this time in an attempt to reach the choir teacher to sort this out. Needless to say, with rehearsals going on and at 3.30pm in the afternoon, this was an exercise in futility. It looked like I was going to have to wait till tomorrow to sort this out. It would be leaving it later than I liked, though, with the concert on Saturday and no school on Thursday because of parent teacher meeting.
Then I remembered that I knew one of Chris's choir teachers from a shared love of crafting. So I jumped through several hoops, retrieved her cell number and got her on the phone. After apologizing (for the umpteenth time this afternoon) for disturbing her, I asked her about the choir uniform and was relieved when she validated my angst by saying that it required immediate attention. We made arrangements for my blur son to see her during rehearsal held during school hours tomorrow to do the necessary and I hung up, feeling more accomplished.
Then I remembered that the blur son is going on a field trip tomorrow but at that point I was just too tired of running interference and let it be. He's just going to have to find a way to find his choir teacher tomorrow.
You'd think that by now I would have earned some time with my photos, but oh no, I still had to vet son's social studies homework due tomorrow. The trials and tribulations of being an involved concerned parent. Heh.
And by time I was done, it was time to go fetch hubby who has organized a dinner with his EMBA friends this evening. And I still have another 14 items on my to do list to do, having only accomplished part of one today.
It's the process that matters. Enjoy the journey, I tell myself. Tomorrow is another day.
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