Sometimes I just don't get around to it...

Sometimes, while doing dishes, I think of how nice of me would it be to write a thank you note to the sweet friend who came over to watch the kids so the husband and I could escape an otherwise crummy day of a birthday - 7 weeks ago.
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Sometimes, while tossing the laundry from the washer to the dryer, I think about how blessed I am to have good Primary teachers for my children, and that I should let them know how grateful I am.
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Sometimes, I notice the one thing 'out-of-date' on a visiting teaching flier, and have to take an extra minute to remind myself that someone took time to magnify their calling of visiting teaching supervisor, and wanted to encourage me.
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Sometimes, I forget to notice the sweet words of the Primary program because I am looking at the clock and freaking out that I have to keep 7 four-year olds quiet for another 2 1/2 pages.
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Sometimes, while in the shower, I think about a far-away friend and her birthday, and how I want to make a card - something sentimental - and really let her know I think that she is so cool. And then I forget and hope that a Facebook message will suffice for a while.
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Sometimes, my kids go to bed without a story.
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Sometimes, I buy fabric for REALLY cute baby blankets. And then, when the child is turning 2 in December, I think about getting more fabric to make a bigger blanket out of the same material because she still needs a blanket, right? Hmmm.
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Obviously, I am not perfect.