I go to the dermatologist once a year for a full body check since each of my youthful summers was spent entirely in the sun and pool.
Well, I’ve yet to call to make this year’s appointment and I keep putting it off.
Then yesterday, listening to my messages, a disembodied voice from my dermatologist’s office informed me I actually have an appointment tomorrow at 9:00 AM.
How about that crap? I actually made an appointment last year and totally forgot about it.
See, I’m so organized, I don’t even realize I’m organized.
Don’t laugh too hard.