I like to consider myself I an at least somewhat responsible parent, but for some reason, I don’t know why, I seemed to have a mental block when it came to remembering orthodontic appointments for my kids during that phase of our lives. Thanks to our dear orthodontist (and his secretary!) for their good graces and common sense to make routine phone reminder phone calls. I’m sure it saved them money for missed appointments and I console myself that I probably was not the only one. But even if I was, I’m still glad I had the reminder!
To this day, I’m not offended with reminders. I live with sticky notes. I email myself from work to home, and vice versa. I tell people to call me. If I don’t write it down, it’s a gonner. There are just so many brain cells for Continue reading “Where are my sticky notes??”