Nun lets her baby transes down.

I completely spaced online trans group for Lambert House yesterday. I didn't see it on my calendar even though it was there, and I didn't hear my phone's reminder chimes. I just texted the volunteer manager and confessed. He thoughtfully offered to send me reminders to my personal email, so I gave it to him. I hope this doesn't happen again.

I wonder if the kids youth missed me. Probably not that much, but it's way more important that they have a space, I think, than that I'm there. I hope they don't think I don't care, because I do.

I will say this for myself: I'd just finished ten days in a row of working, including a stressful Saturday and Sunday. Ironically, I even fielded some questions from Lambert House's director about statistical reporting on Sunday morning. I guess I was just done last night. I did sleep better than usual.