Whenever Darren travels, I struggle with keeping my schedule. It's tough, and many times, I run around in a whirlpool because I don't have my schedule right. It's almost like I'm so overwhelmed that I can't see the road in front of me.

When Grandma was alive, she always preached the gospel of having a Plan B. This is something that would work if the first plan doesn't work. It's the Plan behind the Plan in your life.

Yesterday, I fell victim to when both of these beliefs came crashing together.

Darren was on a business trip, and I was running amok trying to figure out how to finish laundry, clean the kitchen, get kids to where they needed to be on time, fixing dinner, checking homework, laying out clothes. Oh, and I got a paper from the boys' school saying that it was back to school, or curriculum, night from 6-6:20 for Mikey and 7-7:20 for Matt. Due to some phone and email conversations with my Grandma's health, I hadn't even showered by the time the kids got home from school.  Did I mention it was Cub Scout Pack Meeting, with the go kart race?  You know...the race the boys look forward to for years?  But since that was the same time of the back to school events, I just didn't mention that to the boys.

So I rush to get my shower and to get somewhat presentable. I'm on the board of the PTA, so I guess I need to arrive at school with some decorum. I hop in the car with 4 minutes to spare to get to the school. We live just a few blocks away, so that's altogether doable.  I pull up to the stoplight, though, and guess what?  There are NO cars in the parking lot?  I got a sick feeling in my stomach. I called home, and Emily grabbed the paper and said, "Oh, Mom, it's next week."  So I rushed home.

And totally forgot that the kids could still have gone to Pack Meeting.  You know...my Plan B.  I didn't even remember it until some members from Darren's den came by to drop off the karts. Oh, trust me...I've heard ALL ABOUT that failure today.

Lesson learned: ALWAYS MAKE SURE YOU HAVE YOUR PLAN B IN WRITING!