Last week my husband stood somebody up for lunch. He didn't mean to; he just forgot the appointment.
The week earlier I forgot my ophthalmalogist appointment.
But the worst came when we forgot Rebecca's orthodontist appointment. We should have remembered. The little appointment card was right there on the fridge for all of us to see everytime we grabbed a snack:
There it is. March 19. 1:50 p.m. We got lunch on March 19. We grabbed milk out of the fridge. We grabbed cold cuts. But we missed the appointment.
And they charged me $55!
So we decided something had to change, and we finally broke down and bought one of those huge family calendars.
Now we write everybody's appointments on it and theoretically we're supposed to look at it every morning. Not everything is on there yet (we only just got it), but Rebecca's entered a lot.
Hopefully we won't forget anything again!
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