Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Dispatch from the frontlines

Yesterday, I picked Sam up from daycare and his wonderful caregiver handed me his diaper bag as we zoomed out the door, off to a meeting for which I was already late. Later, when I checked in the bag to clean it out and reload it, I found ... my own underwear. My skimpiest, sexiest pair. How those made it into the diaper bag, I'll never know.

That sums up my life these days. Deep and enduring disorganization and incompetance with a splash of mild embarrassment -- yet the whole mess is somehow funny.

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