Brittany Bedelia

So...

You remember those children's books about Amelia Bedelia? She was the crazy, mishap ridden maid who always seemed to do everything wrong or backwards...

I loved Amelia Bedelia. She was a good friend to me during my Kindergarten years. You see, my mom was amazing and took lots of extra time with me before I started school. By the time Kindergarten came around, I had a 3rd grade reading level. I still did the required worksheets, but things that generally took the other kids 20 minutes took me about 3 to 5 to complete. My teacher had a special aid who would take me to the library and help me pick out books.

I spent many an afternoon with Ms. Amelia Bedelia, laughing at her kooky antics.

Lately, I've been feeling more like Amelia Bedelia than the woman who had a third grade reading level in Kindergarten.

I've just been such a dunce lately.

I forget appointments that I have written down or in my phone, I write down dates incorrectly so I think I have an appointment on one day when its really another...

I'm Amelia Bedelia who dresses the turkey by putting a cute little sweater on it and some bows on the legs....

This wouldn't bother me, we all have our moments, but it has been bleeding over into too many important things...
Allow me to elaborate:

Two weeks ago, I was sitting in my education class. The teacher wrote the dates that the test was going to be posted on the board and began to talk about what to expect. In my brain, the dates just didn't register correctly. For some reason, I thought they were the following week, which is what I wrote in my notes: "Test Opens Wednesday Next Week!!!!" (Notice, even extra exclamation points.) I logged on to take said test- it had been the week before...I was horrified.

So, here I sit, waiting to hear back from the teacher about whether or not she will throw me a bone and let me take the test even though I missed it...

I just can't win!

The worst is the days that I know I'm forgetting something that I do religiously, and I just can't put my finger on it until too late. Take today for example:

I finished my Orchestration test and was super hungry. I started up the hill for lunch. The whole while I walked I was thinking, "I never get to go home for lunch on Monday, what am I forgetting? I know its something important." I got home, made a Cup o Noodles and sat at my kitchen table thinking...going over my schedule again and again...I knew it was something that I did religiously every Monday, but what could it be?

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks....I had forgotten my rehearsal with my accompanist. It was 11:58, it was supposed to begin at noon...not enough time to get back down the hill and have a productive rehearsal....I would be atleast 10 minutes late...and 10 lost minutes in a 30 minute rehearsal can be quite a bit of work lost.

I feverishly grabbed my phone and texted Carol...bless that woman. She totally understood and rescheduled...enter me feeling like a fumbling Amelia Bedelia for forgetting...

Then again, I guess the amazing thing about Amelia Bedelia is that she doesn't realize she is a bumbling fumbling mess, everyone else does, just not her...

I just wish I could be blissfully oblivious to my forgetful, less than graceful moments over the last 2 weeks. I don't know what is causing them, but I am ready to feel normal again.

Hugs and loves until next time (with dressed turkeys even!)