I am usually on top of the things, but not this week. I thought, for the last few days, that Mr. B had an appt. on Thursday the 7th. The location of this appointment is 3 hours away so we usually go up the day before, do something fun and spend the night, then come home after the appointment. Imagine my horror when his dad sends me a message that reminds me his appointment is the 6th, not the 7th, and I have NOTHING ready. So now I'm spending today at home getting things in order, filling meds, and cleaning so that we can leave at 6:30 am tomorrow to drive to his appt. and drive back. This whole week has been messed up!