FOR CRYING OUT LOUD

My "job" in the church is to be one of the Achievement Day leaders for the 10-11 year old girls. This year I wanted to give them a recipe box, have some cooking classes, and basically--in the two years I have them--give them the favorite recipes of the women in the ward. By the time they leave Primary and go into Young Women's (at age 12) they would have a nice start on some basic recipes.

That was my plan.

I bought the recipe boxes.

I had a template of index tab cards printed, which they cut out and put in their boxes.

I copied about a dozen recipes and had the first cooking class, our favorite taco soup (which we timed and can be on the table in ten minutes).

Not until several weeks later did I realize their recipe boxes were 4x6 and I had made everything 3x5. And I only realized that because one of the girls said, "My recipes are too small for my box."

For crying out loud!

I have two options: I can quit and slink away in shame. I can re-do everything.

I decided to do both, slink around, being shameful, and give the girls all new index dividers and recipe cards. This shouldn't be more than several hours of work that I wouldn't have had to do if I ever, EVER IN MY LIFE, noticed the details.

This is my life. One blunder after another.