Wilma (the social worker) didn't call me on Friday to let me know how long Sabrina's current visit with her dad is supposed to be--'til today or 'til tomorrow. And I didn't call her when it got to be almost Shabbat and I hadn't heard from her.
And I don't have her cell phone number. (THAT, my friends, is HER fault. Though I suppose I should have asked her for it.)
So I have to call Sabrina's dad to find out when I am supposed to be getting her. This is not good.