Missed the turn

All day today we've been missing the turn, literally and figuratively. Right after I dropped AJ off at school he called and said he forgot the videotape that the class of 140 students were to watch that day, could I stop by home and then bring it by? So I did, then H & I went to Targette to run errands. Wednesday is AJ's short day, so I had in my mind when he was due to be picked up, and we headed out, only to discover that I was 15 minutes behind because we were late heading out. And AJ had offered the fellow TA a ride to her car. Whoops. And it just kept going like that all day. The missionaries sat for 15 minutes while we cooked them pancakes and sausage and 4 eggs. Yes, I only had 4. We were late picking up a teacher and late getting to a meeting for him & AJ, because of wrong turns and the funniest part: AJ left his binder on top of the car and it flew off on a pretty trafficky street, so we went back and he and an Elder went and picked it all up . . .Then I was late to visiting teaching because I thought I could find the place, plus I was already running late because of the previous incidents. I wandered around an enormous apartment complex with a very heavy baby in my arms, only to call the girl and find out I was in the wrong complex. Then I didn't take in the diaper bag . . . You get the picture. Well-intentioned day, but the road to heck and all of that.
I'm tired.