Posted by on Jan 27, 2011 in forgetful, late | 4 comments

I just will be. No matter where I’m going or how far in advance I plan my departure. Something will delay me. And the thing that delays me this time will be different than the thing that delayed me last time, so I won’t even see it coming. I will get the diaper bag all packed. I’ll get the little man all fed and dressed. I’ll buckle...

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