Forgotten

I took a short walk this morning to the Muddy. I've learned to manage Tuesdays better but not, apparently my schedule. For some reason, I neglected to understand that the FoPA meeting was MONDAY and not today. I had planned dinner for the fam, my outfit and what I needed to bring. We were having dinner and I said I wouldn't be home for dinner because of they party. Violet said, but it's tonight. MM made a cake and wore a dress. Sure enough, it was last night. I discovered this an hour into the 1.5 hour event. I was just shattered. I discovered that it's not on my calendars, digital or paper. Did I undermine myself secretly on this? My conscious mind was very focused on it, nervous but resolved to go. It wasn't that I forgot, it was that I had convinced myself, despite reminders to the contrary that it was a different day. So weird. Thankfully, no one will call me out on it. It is very bad manners and I probably should apologize to the host. It's the end of the year, so by Sept. it will be forgotten. My family responded with shock, saying it was so unlike me to forget anything with my calendars, lists, plans and strategies. They are right. It's upsetting because it's very rare. I lay in bed and did crossword puzzles. Then dragged myself up to do laundry and watch Stranger Things.

Lovely day ahead. Meeting imminent.