I put myself up for ridicule by sharing this most nightmarish scenario in which I have to eat humble pie in front of 16 people.
What could be so horrible?
If you are a parent, then you can walk with me on this journey. Of course, you don't have to cross the hypothetical bridge with me. You'll be waving at me merrily from the other side saying,
"Glad it's not me!" and "Oh, you poor dear, good luck!" or maybe you'll just be laughing your butt off.
Whatever, I've earned it.
I was SO proud of myself too.
Yes, Yes .."pride goeth before the fall".
Consider me having gone "Splat".
Sixteen invitations went out to classmates of my youngest. For once I was on the ball and accomplished the task two weeks before I usually drag myself to do the deed.
Maybe I should have waited last minute?
Yesterday, I found out that ... get ready for this:
I PUT THE WRONG DATE ON ALL OF THE INVITATIONS !!
Of course, that's not the only wrinkle in the fabric.
THE KIDS ARE ON SCHOOL VACATION NEXT WEEK SO I CAN'T LET ANYONE KNOW BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ANY PHONE NUMBERS!!!!
The bowling place can't switch the days either. I asked.
What to do?
And no, I didn't mail the invitations. I had him give them to his teacher and she put them in their backpacks as per policy. Seems at this grade, unlike Pre-school, kids are more discerning as to who they invite ... i.e., all the boys and if you are lucky, a few girls.
To avoid hurt feelings, the invitations are put in while the kids are at recess.
Always in the back of my mind, this fear that I'd do something like this has plagued me.
No longer is it a hovering spectre.
I face my fear and DANG! it's ugly.
Stop snickering behind your hands for just a moment and wish me luck, OK?