Nothing to Anyone

Ugh, yesterday was just one of those days where, while trying to be everything to everyone, I ended up nothing to anyone.

I work in the office 3 days a week and at home 2 days a week. Yesterday I was in the office and away from the babies.  I usually work 7am-3pm and miss the 3 o'clock team meeting each Tuesday. Since my wonderful mother-in-law was in town, I told my boss I could stay until 4 to make sure I could be at the meeting.

My mom calls first thing, having personal problems. Talked to her for awhile, I had no solutions though so I was not very helpful. Got going at work. Around noon I got a million phone calls and emails all of the sudden with clients. I got caught on a call around 2 and was late to pump before the meeting. So I wrapped up the call without putting my notes in the computer, ran to pump. Finished pumping, ran to meeting. Was late for meeting.

Meeting topic? Why we aren't working hard enough. Yup, an hour of demotivation about how we need to put in more effort to be successful. I am maxed out right now, so this is not a reassuring message. Not the best meeting to have stayed for.

Run out of meeting. Boss finds me. Turns out important deal is falling apart and she needs details so she can handle. Can I walk her out? Sure, why not? Grab stuff - forget to put notes in computer. Forget notebook with important notes. Grab milk from fridge for babies. Annoy boss because I'm taking so long getting my stuff together.

Explain work situation to boss, get to car 10 mins behind schedule. Text the wife that I am on my way. Start driving and worry about deal that is falling apart.

Check phone - realize I left it on silent. 4 missed called from the wife. Missed call from friend. Missed call from boss. Ugh. Callback wife, she's mad because she forgot I was working late and didn't remind her. Callback boss, deal is almost definitely dead. Almost crash car while trying to return a million calls while driving in rush hour. Get caught in traffic. Take 20 mins longer than normal to get home.

Walk in door, Little Man is screaming his head off. Wife hands him over while she rushes to get ready for work. I drop all my work stuff at the door. Calm baby. Get list of chores wife needs me to do.

Take care of babies, get them to sleep. Start chores. Realize I need to send a bunch of email for work. Realize I forgot my notebook. Find some notes - proceed to send important email to the wrong person. Go to bed, can't sleep.

Wake up in the morning, realize I didn't have clothes laid out or lunch packed. Realize I left all of my work stuff sitting out and had forgotten to clean stuff for breastpump. Then realize I ran the dishwasher last night with half the bottles still on the counter.

Make formula pitcher for the day. Hand wash pump stuff. Retart dishwasher. Get ready. Head to work - late.

Ugh. Definitely not one of my best days.