When it rains, it pours . . . plus I left the car window open a crack last night.

So my kids' preschool Christmas show is Tuesday (tomorrow) morning, and they've been practicing their carols for weeks. There's nothing so cute as hearing your 5-year-old sing a shaky "The First Noel" and your two year old confidently shout out "Jingle Bells." I have been looking forward to it.

Thanks to pregnancy brain shrinkage of 3-5%, I only recalled this weekend that I had an overdue ultrasound and a doctors appointment both scheduled for the same morning as the show. Weekends are not the handiest time to be needing to reschedule appointments at the Navy hospital. Then I remembered this month's MomsClub meeting was happening at the same time as the show and appointments. And as the secretary, I am needed to set up the sign-in table and raffle.

While trying to get the appointments changed, the meeting covered covered, pass off secretary materials for it, and head to the post office to ship some orders for my business before picking up the kids from preschool, my Jeep died. And I was officially overwhelmed.

Got a friend to fit both kids in her minivan and drive them home, and then called roadside assistance to tow the Jeep. Just after I got the tow truck confirmed, I tried the Jeep again, and it worked!!! I turned it off, back on, drove up and down the driveway. And I had to make a judgement call. Do I still get it towed, cancel all afternoon errands, and try to find a friends to watch my kids while I get a rental car? Or do I put off taking it in til after all my errands and the kids' concert tomorrow? I had to gamble.

I canceled the tow truck, made plans for passing off MomsClub materials, fed the kids, and then loaded them in the car to head to the post office and ship orders. Click, click, click. No start. I lose.

I called the tow truck back, but now the car rental place at the dealer is closed. I have to somehow get all of us to my kids' show in the morning, stay to see it and record it, get MomsClub stuff to a Mom in the Club, and get a rental car in time to pick up the kids from school. I'm off to call my mom-friend across the street with the minivan. Luckily, she's in the Club. Then I gotta figure out what to do about the cranky battery in the video-camera.

Epilogue: Thanks to my friend, we made it to the show, and I even taped most of it before the battery died. Then my friend drove me to the dealer to get the rental, and all was eventually resolved. Thanks, Bea!