Twilight Zone

It isn't one thing by itself, it's more of a culmination of different events, each building into this oddity of a week. As you already know if you've had a chance to follow my blog, due to a funeral, my parents came into town last week. They live over 17 hours away (by car) or six very expensive tickets (by air).  So because of this they are usually the ones who come to us, and we rarely get to see each other-maybe for a week out of the year if we're lucky.

 I loved having them here and I wished they didn't have to leave. But I must admit that when they sadly did go, I thought life would get back to normal. But it didn't, and still as of today hasn't returned to normal.

Last Saturday, the kids and I had plans to meet up with friends for boating, hiking, treasure hunts, campfire etc...My parents departed that same day, which cast a gloomy cloud over me. What felt like a short time after they left, I went to get cleaned up. After my shower, I noticed the time and realized it was already after 4pm. Standing there, staring at the clock like it had just given me horrific news, dripping water all over the floor from my wet head, I tried to figure out where the day had gone. I had told my friend we were going to be late, but six hours late? The fun had started at 10am, we'd practically missed everything. Could I be any more scatterbrained?

 It seemed this same cloud also plagued my kids because they were still in their pajamas, not yet ready for the day. So I did what had to be done and texted my friend who'd so sweetly put this little shin dig together to tell her it wasn't looking good (like she hadn't already figured this out).
Sigh...

Sunday was much of the same thing. I tinkered around with my blog some, did a little laundry, washed a few dishes, and when I looked up, the day was done.  Where did the time go? My hubby left for some Sunday night pick up ball, and I took the kids up for a bath. Rinsing soapy water from my 4 y/o's hair, I suddenly had that "oh, crap" feeling...Sunday was our anniversary-and for the first time ever, my hubby and I both forgot all about it. Not good, not good at all. And to top it off, I then remembered I'd also missed my friend's b-day the day before.
Monday was as discombobulated as the days leading up to it, and here I am today wondering if when I look up from this post I will find evening has fallen. Will I ever break free of this cooky haze?

I'm curious, do you ever have days like this, or am I the only one stuck here in this Twilight Zone?