As you know, I am an Ill Prepared Housewife. So you might be surprised to know that I am also a leader of not one but two Girl Scout troops. This is a job for which it really helps to be prepared. Sometimes the system forces you into it. Say you want to do a field trip: you have to go and tell somebody and get approval and then send out permission slips and such. For those kinds of meetings, I feel like a whole other woman. But sometimes, you really don’t have to be all that prepared.
Which is how I found myself drowning in felt earlier today. Continue reading