3:00: Brush my teeth, put on makeup, change my shirt. Get the kids in the car, drive to the post office to mail a few letters before driving to the dentist. Arrive 5 minutes early.
4:15: All four children's teeth are cleaned, next appointment is scheduled for September. Drive home. See that my husband's car is not in the driveway. He was supposed to be home at 4:00 so we could go for a run together. Call his office - located 30 minutes away. He answers the phone and says he'll be leaving in a few minutes. Small scale conniption fit ensues. "What the ..." followed by a "You said..." ending with a "Well you better..."
4:30: Brainstorming dinner. Plan to take the kids on a quick bike ride around the block while I run. By the time we arrive home, Charlie will hopefully be here and the late afternoon cranks (kids and ME) will have dissipated.