I'm standing at the ironing board this morning ironing a shirt to wear to work. My mind is wandering. I look up at my bulletin board and see the PIQF entry information and think, "Hmm, sure would be nice to go to PIQF since it's on my birthday. Oh well, maybe next year." Then, I think, "Wow, I can't believe my birthday is next week already."
Then, "OH MY GOD! I HAVEN'T SENT MY QUILT AND IT'S THURSDAY!"
I look at the entry form and it says, "quilts should arrive between Thursday, October 5, and no later than Monday, October 9."
Good thing the quilt is ready to go. I rush to get my pillowcase, plastic bag and, wait, I don't have a box! Get dressed, leave for work and stop at Mailboxes Etc. to get a box. Said box costs $5.35 - hand Christine my credit card and she says, "Sorry, no charges under $10." YIKES! I show her I don't have any checks in my wallet and only $2 decrepit ones. She very nicely allows me to charge. Zip over to FedEx. Three choices: tomorrow am, tomorrow pm or Monday. Monday is $23.00 - half as much as tomorrow. I choose Monday even though I internally balk at having it get there on the last possible day.
Phew, just made it. I must have had my head in the clouds this week. What was I thinking? I obviously wasn't.
Better make sure the coffee quilt gets in the mail tomorrow.