Let it go to voicemail

When a random phone number calls me I am constantly torn between answering my phone or letting it go to voicemail.  Because of our business I usually choose the first option of answering, but there are those moments when I pick up the phone and think to myself, "Man, I should've let it go to voicemail".  Yesterday was one of those moments.

Friday is our only day off from school right now and we've gone back and forth with doing the gymnastic sessions on Fridays at 10am.  The girls really like it and we just got off an 8 week hiatus over the holidays  They've been happy to be back, but yesterday morning was a day that just wasn't working for us.  Ryder had a fever, I had a funeral for my dear friend's father I was trying to get to at 11:30, Cory was trying to save one of our short sale listings from going to auction at 10am, and to top it off the girls were so content at home and said, "We don't want to go to gymnastics today".  DONE, we're staying home.  I usually don't let them skip because the makeup policy is not the best, but I felt a sigh of relief when they said they didn't want to go.  We went about our day and I returned home around 2pm.  We were all happily playing outside when my phone rang.  I answered it and it was their coach from gymnastics.  This has never happened before.

Coach: "Hi Lisa, This is Coach from gymnastics.  Where were Reese & Ryan today?"
Me: "Well we had a really crazy day today and there was no one that could take them to gym class.  Maybe we'll do a makeup with open gym soon."
Coach: "I think they should do a make up with a class." (This is not their policy)
Me: "OK.  What are you thinking?"
Coach: "How about my Monday morning 9am class."
Me: (with hesitation) "Um sure, I think that will work."

Now most parents would be thrilled if they got a personal phone call from the gym coach inviting them to a different class to make-up.  I'm grateful that he took time out of his day to reach out and see if everything was okay, but now I've added an entire level of stress to my day on Monday and it's all because I answered my phone and then didn't have enough juevos to say no to a make-up class that day.

We have Bogusia come on Mondays and it's always my work and catch up on life day.  The girls wanted to do dance and their current session is on Mondays because we thought it would be great if B could stay home with Ryder.  SO, now I will be running out the door at 8:30 on Monday morning with the girls to get to gymnastics, and then change into dance clothes for our 10:30 dance class, then an hour to kill before school starts at 12:30.  Goodbye, productive morning and hello to chaos and running all over town.

I should've let his call to voicemail.