Ds is having to miss his karate lesson and its my fault because I stupidly thought I could get his suit dry in time. Well I had to work over, (couldn't be avoided), then the traffic was gridlocked and the bus was going nowhere. It was 6.30pm when I got back and put his suit in the dryer.
Oh, I could have avoided this by:
A: Washing it earlier.
b: Drying it earlier.
But nooooo, I chose to dry the dark things first for my work clothes and his uniform on Sunday. Had five loads all queued up since then.
Why am I so disorganised? Grrrrr. Slaps self. Bugger, bugger, bugger.