So I cruise into the office, feeling like a pretty, pretty princess in my new top from the Macy's sale. She Boss loves the invitation I designed for our upcoming Cirque du Soleil event. I crank out the skeleton of a new proposal, and even hang some tasty meat on its bones.

And then I realize something.

I was supposed to be Parent of the Day at preschool today.

Oops.

I even had a lovely chat with the lead teacher when I was dropping off #1 (and signing up for parent-teacher conferences later this month). But she didn't mention it, and I didn't remember.

And then I left and came to the office.

Oops.

I called and told them to call me back if they needed me to come in, though since there were only two other children there when we dropped off #1, they may not have needed me.

But I feel badly. Just when I thought I was getting my various plates back up to speed...

I did complete a major assignment for one of my MBA courses, though as usual, I felt it could have been better if I'd had more time to devote to it. However, done is better than good. Or, in this case, better, since I think it was pretty good, as it was.