Am I Stupid or What?

My plans for the week were very simple. Monday I would run to town and do some Wal-Mart shopping. Tuesday I would pick up Mom. Wed is art with my ladies. Thursday is art with my girls. Friday is free. But as I prepared to head to Wal-Mart, things changed. Mom called. They had landed in LAX and would be flying out to arrive at DFW at 3 PM. What? Then it dawned on me what I had done. I had misunderstood the itinerary that Mom’s friend had sent me. It had said Departing Cairns April 6…arriving Brisbane 8:00 AM…Departing Brisbane 11:05 AM…Arriving LAX 7:00 AM…For whatever reason, I assumed that when you left one morning and arrived at an earlier time, it must be the next morning – April 7th, but I was wrong. You fly for 20 hours, but get back the same day you left. As soon as I heard Mom’s voice, I knew that my thinking had been wrong – time zone dyslexia. No problem! I just changed directions and headed to pick her up. My timing was perfect without any hurrying or scurrying. All went smoothly, and I got Mom and her friends home yesterday evening. They were tired of traveling, but had some great stories. I’m sure I will hear more when they are rested and perky. When I tried explained to Mom my backwards thinking and how I almost did not pick her up on the right day, I did not really need a lesson on time zones, which I got from her and her two friends. I already knew my mistake, and the three of them explaining it again made me short with them. For that, I am sorry and want to apologize. I am glad Mom is home. She seemed excited to be back and to get her puppy.