Not a good feeling . . .

Well, this morning as I had just rolled out of bed at 9:15, thinking I had plenty of time until my first gymnastics class started at 10:00, the phone rang . . .

It was the gym! I had signed up to sub for a class at 9:15 and had totally spaced it! Seriously, that was not a good feeling! I got dressed as quickly as humanly possible (thinking crap! crap! CRAP! the whole time) and ran out the door--of course my car was so completely frosted it took me like 5 minutes to scrape it off (cursing the entire time). I made it to the gym (SPED down State St.) about 9:30 (parked inside and RAN in) but still had to set up. Luckily an old coach who works in day camp now had started up a makeshift class with the group--and my class right after it got cancelled so I ended up being able to do an entire class with the kids. Of course, the 3-year-olds had no idea, but I felt HORRIBLE (like an irresponsible chicken running around with my head cut off) and really hope that never happens again! Hello! As responsible as I try to be, I guess everyone has days like that sometimes, and seriously, it is not a good feeling!