The Diary of a Phone Chain

8:15 pm: Huh, it is actually snowing a little. Yeah! I don’t have to clean for playgroup in the morning. I can curl up and work on my knitting instead of mopping the kitchen floor.

10:07 pm: Wait, if there isn’t school, how will I know?

10:08 pm: Phone chain! I remember now, there is a phone chain!

10:09 pm: Where is the phone chain?

10:15 pm: Ah, the phone chain. Who do I have to call?

10:16 pm: Who IS that person? Is her child actually in C’s class? Where is the class list?

10:18 pm: Ah ha! The class list. Huh. This is the class list from last year.

10:20 pm: Ah ha! The real class list. Why was I looking for this? Right! Who’s mom am I calling? Now where did I put the phone chain?

10:21 pm: There is the phone chain…I should really file this stuff somehow…huh. I thought her name was Jane. Man, I hope I haven’t called her Jane to her face. Why did I think her name was Jane?

10:22 pm: It doesn’t seem to be snowing that much. I bet we will have school. I guess I should go to bed.

10:23 pm: I should bring the phone chain upstairs just in case.

10:25 pm: Where is the upstairs phone? Oh God, in A’s room.

10:26 pm: Phew! Phone and phone chain on my bedside table. I didn’t even wake A up.

10:28 pm: Damn, I missed the weather. Oh well. Clearly, there will be school. Just look at it outside. Barely any snow.

1:17 am: Have to pee. Is there much snow yet? Nope. I guess I need to dig out the juice boxes for the party in the morning. Gee, I hope I have enough. Gah, I never mopped the floor for playgroup.

5:28 am: “Mommy! I had a nightmare that the Valentine’s party was canceled because of the snow!” “Don’t worry, look out the window, no snow. Go back to sleep.”

5:53am: Is that the phone? Where is the phone? Why is it ringing? Who is calling at this hour? “Hello? Really? But there is no snow! Ice, huh? OK. Bye.”

5:53 am “MOMMMMYYYYYY! BUT WHAT ABOUT THE PARTY?????”

5:55 am: Wait, I’m the coordinator? What does that mean? Am I supposed to call everyone under me? It says I have to call everyone under me. But the woman who called me said to just call the next person on the list. Why is this so complicated? It’s a freaking preschool phone chain. What happened to waking up and watching the news?

5:57am: “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

5:58 am: Crap. I didn’t say anything about calling the next person on the list. And the list says I am supposed to call everyone, so I should really call the next person.

5:59 am: Well, I’m not calling anyone else this early. I’ll go back to bed an call at a more respectable hour.

6:03 am: I can’t sleep. What if I oversleep and someone heads off to school and gets into an accident and it is all my fault? I should get out of bed and start calling.

6:05 am: But is is only 6:05 am. No one on that list is up at this hour. Even my kids are still sleeping.

6:11 am: I am never going to be able to sleep unless I call. I’m just going to call. I was called before 6 am, this is so not my fault.

6:15 am: “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

6:16 am: Damn it, I forgot to tell her to call the next person on the list. I’ll just keep calling.

6:17 am: “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

6:18 am: “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

6:19 am: “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

6:20 am: I should really mention to someone at school that they could start the phone tree at a more respectable hour. “Hi, this is Chichimama from preschool. Yes, I know it is early, but they told me to call. OK, bye.”

6:21 am: Phew. All calls made. NOW I can go to sleep.

6:22 am: “MOMMY! MOMMY! BUT WHAT ABOUT MY PARTY?????”

6:28 am: Next year, I have to remember to put my name at the VERY LAST SLOT on the list.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s