Back in the day, I didn’t forget anything. I remembered dates and numbers. I didn’t need a calendar or lists to remember things. Of course, that was B.K. Before Kids and busy schedules. These days, I forget things. I forget to thaw meat for dinner. I forget to take the library books back. I forget to pick my kids up from school. Just ask them. They’ll tell you. I’ve forgotten more than once. I work at home and will get into a project and wham! It’s 10 minutes past time. Or twenty. And I get the call…”Mom, are you coming to get us?” Whoops! I forgot. It really is easy to do. Can I get a witness? (Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s ever forgotten her kids.) I need to remind myself to remember…
