They say everything happens in threes. And so it is today. I get a call from the dentist to confirm the forgotten hygienist’s appointment for the end of the month. Which is now only a couple of weeks away. Then, an email reminder I have a doctor’s appointment at 8 (EIGHT) am next Wednesday morning. I mean come on, who’s even awake at 8 am?
And to cap it all, my partner got an early morning call this morning from their sister re the MiL, who took a nasty tumble last night and has hurt her hip. The OH is taking tomorrow off and will spend Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, taking care of her with my sister in law. Which means, instead of a nice weekend together and brunch Saturday, I am now flying solo this weekend.
Februarys should be a mandatory month of hibernation.