The Law of the Busy Day

I don't know what it is about busy days....I have them frequently...almost every weekend. So, you think I would be used to them.  I am busy....that's true...but a planner I am not. I don't know what it is about the day that distracts me the most and makes me into the most forgetful and clumsy person. Murphy's Law of Busy Days is such that you WILL forget diapers, wipes, teething gel, favorite toy OR the entire diaper bag. It is also safe to assume that you will not be able to find a place to buy diapers during the ensuing panic that begins to set in. Naturally, after the panic goes away and you return to your rational self...you realize...it is ok...your daughter will go to college...you are not the worst mom...and look...there's a convenience store! 

The ultimate Murphy's Law of Busy Days is such that a series of events will delay you even more all due to the infamous diaper blowout. It seems that these are the days that the universe laughs and says, "Yes, you made lunch plans with your girlfriend and her 2-year old daughter....You think you are about to leave on time...but little do you know of the events that are about to EXPLODE!". Cue the massive diaper blowout. The mother of all poop that you have been waiting for now into day 5. You quickly run to the bedroom, change the baby, change her once cute clothes that you spent longer than you should have picking out into something mediocre...but shrug your shoulders and say it's fine, wash your now strangely sticky hands and run to the car. "It's ok" you think to yourself, "I will only be 5 minutes late". This is the statement that the Universe is waiting for. The confirmation that you have received the message and are waiting for more "gifts". The Murphy's Law that if it can go wrong it will go wrong. Still driving thinking about that blowout you hit a little bit of traffic. "No big deal"..you think, "but what is that up ahead...A road closed sign? You have GOT to be kidding me". This is not a joke...and is exactly what occurred one fall afternoon. Add to this: construction IN the parking lot and NO parking spots. I drove the car around thinking "She will never believe this" and then "Murphy is SUCH a punk!".