Thursday, April 26, 2012
If J reads this I'm gonna get a (well deserved) scolding ...
Last week I was rushing around like mad trying to get myself out the door for the speech at the college class. I showered, flat ironed my hair, fed Bennett, prepared his things for my mom, all in a rush with a nervous stomach.
The next day I went upstairs to pack my bag for our weekend away. I picked up the pile of new dresses, which I had set on top of the dresser. "Hmm," I thought, "they're warm, that's odd."
I reached inside the dresser for a tank top. "Woah, the whole inside of the top drawer is hot!" I pulled my hand out and looked around. My flat iron was switched on. I gingerly picked it up. "Hot, hot, hot!!" I dropped it on the dresser, pressed the off button, waved my fingers around.
I picked up my new!! clothes and searched through them frantically. No burn holes. I ran my fingers over the top of the warm dresser, no scorch marks. After my flat iron had cooled I picked it up, switched it on. It still works fine.
I hope, hope, hope I didn't leave it on from Wednesday morning to Thursday afternoon, but I'm kinda afraid I did.
I thought my flat iron would turn itself off after an hour if left on. Now I know that wasn't actually part of the instruction manual, I just made it up in my head.
How could I forget to turn it off??
What if I had burned holes in $80.00 worth of new dresses??
What if the house caught fire??
I need to be more careful, slow down, think things through. I've been forgetting a lot lately, skipping steps, missing important details.
I cannot believe how disorganized and forgetful I've become. I used to be SO put together, quick to start and finish projects. Now it's a good week if I manage to respond to all my emails and keep the family (and house) intact.