Every once in a while I merrily think I've completed an order only to discover I overlooked page two of the order form. D'oh! This happened today. A good-sized wholesale order I thought was ready to ship, only to discover I entirely missed the second page of candles. What's more, I had three months to prepare this order due to ship tomorrow. Double d'oh! I detest being late in any way, shape or form and I can still ship this order on time if I get up super early tomorrow morning to pour the candles needed to complete it, then hustle buns to pack it up in time for my daily UPS pickup at 2:30.
Then . . . well, then this happened.
Sigh! Sometimes I wonder about my brain. I'd like to blame perimenopause or something, but the simple truth is I haven't been paying close attention to details. These are the consequences. No self-flagellation -- I can just chalk it up to lesson learned and move on with the resolve to pay closer attention.
I also realize I'm not overwhelmed by tomorrow's hustle. Since I rarely operate in Fast Pace mode anymore -- I chose to stop years ago -- I can summon the energy and time more easily.
Have a wonderful night, everyone. I'm going to eat a little dinner then head off to the basketball game. Again. :)