Hair Stress

So here it is Tuesday night about 7:20. I have Chloe and Lexi in the tub. Tj has just left for scouts. All I can think about is going to bed as soon as I can get the kiddos into bed. I get this text from this girl Emily asking "Are we still on for tonight?" and I am thinking "Who is this Emily?" I am about to text back telling her that I think she has the wrong number. But then it hits me, its a hair client (Marilyn Boucher's sister) asking me if I am still good to color her hair tonight, as in 10 min. CRAP! I 'm pretty sure she forgot to give me a remind me text about this color she always sets up 3 months in advance and I had never written it on my calendar. And no, I could not tell her we would have to reschedule because she was driving in from MAGNA, which I think is a little over an hour away, SPECIFICALLY to get her hair done by ME! I scramble to look through my colors just hoping that I had colors for her. Not Really. I'm now calling my neighbor a street over (who is a hair dresser) if she has the shade of colors I need. She does. I quickly get the kids out of the bath and try and tidy up the living room as I pass through. My sink is full of dirty dishes and the dishwasher is full of clean dishes. I grab a huge bowl and throw all the dirty crap in it and hide it in the laundry room. Along with everything else. The doorbell rings. She comes in and asks to use the bathroom. While she is in there I take off running through the backyard and through the neighbors yard and to the next street over and down the street to Krissa's house. I hand her $10 and take the color and run home. I grab shampoo and hair stuff I had bought earlier that week that was still hanging out in my car (to make it look as if all that time I was missing I was just down in the garage getting stuff out of my car) I rest a few min to try and stop huffing and puffing. I calmly go upstairs. After our consultation on what she wanted to have done, turns out I didn't need the color after all. The kids went to bed (except Lexi who thought she needed to stay up with me) and it turned out to be one of my best color jobs ever. WHEW!!!

Now I am ready for bed