So, my pretty but forgetful, negligent bride failed to address my accidentally sent email today at drop off and pick up as we’d discussed last night (where “discussed” means “I wrote about it on my blog and assumed that’s what she’d do, because she loves me a whole lot”).
I elected to search my trash folder, find the email sent by Emily the teacher, and respond to it via a simple, contrite, and heartfelt email. Here is the unedited, copied and pasted email I sent ten minutes ago:
I apologize for the response to this I sent yesterday…I thought you were someone else (i.e., not our son’s teacher)! I don’t actually have any restraining orders against me. In fact, I haven’t been arrested in a good 16 years. Not that the preceding 20 years weren’t good. They just included some time with local law enforcement.
Here’s to mended fences and saved faces. Let’s see how this pans out.
She just responded with, “I didn’t think so! 🙂 Don’t worry about it.”
I’m so money.