Follow-up: Today I Am Really Annoyed

So the situation has resolved itself, leaving me with just a little Catholic guilt - but not enough to make me lose sleep.

I called Mr. Bean at 10:00 a.m. this morning and left him a voicemail, telling him I would volunteer tonight as long as he called back to confirm. Unfortunately I was so miffed when I listened to the original message that I failed to hear the part where Mr. Bean said their group would be leaving at 10:00 a.m. this morning unless I could take his place. Oops.

If I had called earlier I could have saved the rest of Mr. Bean's (and everyone else's) vacation so I am left feeling guilty for cutting it short. But Mr. Bean could have called me again last night to check in, although he probably didn't want to hound me anymore.

What is the lesson here, readers? That this blogger will always be haunted by Catholic guilt. Lori is right - you do not get through Catholic grade school (and then Catholic high school and Catholic college) without escaping the resonating effects of guilt for life. So this evening as my toddler throws her healthy home-cooked dinner on the floor and proclaims, "I full," I will thank God for my family and our precious times together. And then I'll get on my hands and knees and clean the floor.