Oh How He Knows Me!

I'm a big time planner user. I have been since college. But, the last number of months I have been without, and it's made me absolutely CRAZY! My calendar is on my laptop, which is a total pain. I have to drag it out, boot up, log in, and then you know, you can't just open the computer without going online, checking a blog or two (okay, or three or four....What? Twenty?). Okay, you get the idea. Needless to say, it's not been the most efficient way to do things.

Well, Zan and I just ordered new phones as it was time to upgrade, and they should arrive tomorrow. Mine's a Blackberry, so I'll have a calendar--YIPPPEEEEE!!! I won't have any more excuses to forget things.

So, here's the tender mercy for today. I went grocery shopping this morning--saved a good amount with coupons (another yippee!). When I got home and started to unload the car, I took a bag up to the kitchen and decided to listen to the messages. There weren't any new ones, but the thing blinks all the time now, so there's no way to know, so I pushed the button to listen. It said there were fifteen old messages. Well, I didn't want to listen to all of them, so I pushed the fast forward button a number of times. It landed on message number eight. I decided I'd listen from eight on while unpacked the groceries.

Number eight said, "This is Willamette Dental calling to remind you of an appointment for a member of your household on Thursday, October 30th. Please arrive at 1pm."

I had heard this message before, but "a member of your household" is so vague around here, that I'd decided that I'd call during business hours to find out just who that was. Well, I totally forgot to do so. Here it was noon, so I called to find out it was DJ then I called the school to tell them I'd be by for her. It was her first appointment with the orthodontist. By January 22nd, she'll be in braces.

Wow! I would have totally missed that appointment. I just feel that someone who knows me better than I know myself knew I was going to miss that appointment. I love that I stopped at message #8. I hate that I'm so forgetful, but somehow knowing that He knows I am makes it okay; as long as he covers for me more often, I think I'll be okay.