Walking Backwards

Don't you just hate it when plans are up in the air until the last minute and you are the one who is responsible for juggling them and the reassembling them in some logical and cohesive order? I spent most of the day on the phone today to rearrange our plans and get Joe's vacation schedule to him so that he would be able to tell his boss when he was going to be there and when he wasn't. First, we call Joe's mom to make sure that she still wants us to come this weekend. Thank goodness we called because she said she wasn't up to it. I forgot to call Joe's dad and step-mom who were expecting us to come in tonight until I told them this morning that Charla was sick and we were probably not going to make it. It turns out it is Joe's sister's birthday and they had made plans for us for the two days we were going to be there. So we agreed that it would be a good idea for us just to go into Houston this weekend for a mini-vacation, but come back early so Joe doesn't have to take as many days off. He would also be able to work half a day tomorrow because his step-mother runs daycare and would be busy Friday morning. Not too complicated yet? Then, he has to request Tuesday off because I have to babysit for part of the morning, but it might be Nicholas' first day of school (if he gets better) and I don't want to just drop him off and leave him there for three hours. He needs a bit of ease-in time. Then, my doctor calls and they can fit me in tomorrow for some problems I've been having, but have been unable to see a doctor for. So, I call Joe again and tell him he has to have all of Friday off, instead of a half-day because I can't take Nicholas to the doctor with me because he freaks out when the do anything that vaguely indicates that they might be hurting me and that he needs to take a half day off for the preschool thing. Finally, Cathy calls and tell me that Meghan doesn't need a baby-sitter Tuesday because her parents are going to be in town and they'll be able to watch Megan. I make yet another call to Joe and Joe has to enter his vacation in again for the third time today. So here it is:

Friday:
Joe is off all day. I have a doctor's appointment in the morning and then we leave for Houston.

Saturday:
We get to be lazy in Houston and hopefully convince the mother-in-law to babysit for an hour or two.

Sunday:
Sister-in-laws party. We return from Houston.

Monday:
Joe returns to a normal work schedule

Tuesday:
I don't babysit and I will be the one taking Nicholas to his first day of school (hopefully)

Is that all clear or am I just up way too late? I feel I need to lie down and think about this.