Am I Ready for "The Home"?

I think my brain has gone south.  Here's why:

My church puts on a free lunch on the last Saturday of each month, open to the public.  They always ask members to donate desserts, and being the good little church member that I am, I usually volunteer a cake if I am home.  Desserts are due in the church kitchen by 9:00 AM on the Saturday in question.

This month, I didn't volunteer; however, I got a mass emailing from the gal in charge yesterday morning indicating that they were about four desserts short of what they need, so I emailed back that she could count on me for a cake.  Here's where things get confusing.

All morning yesterday, for reasons known only to God, I thought it was already Saturday.  I knew they wouldn't be asking for desserts for that very morning, so I figured the cake would be needed NEXT Saturday.  A bit later, I called a friend of mine for some help installing a garbage disposer.  He told me he'd be over as soon as his son got out of school.  School?  On Saturday???  That's when I realized...silly me...it isn't Saturday.  It's Thursday!  The church would probably need that cake a day from now, so I'd better not forget.  I made a mental note: bake cake for church tomorrow.

In the course of yesterday's activities, it became clear to me that, not only wasn't it Saturday, it wasn't Thursday, either.  It was Friday!  This was confirmed by my Russian friend who is staying with me because it was also her birthday.  And then it dawned on me:  Uh oh...That means the church does, indeed, need that cake THIS Saturday.  As in tomorrow.  So, before bedtime last night, I got busy and made the cake.  It was to cool overnight, to be frosted this morning.  Then I would deliver it to church by 9:00 AM.  Whew!  (Following me so far?)

This morning, I was up in due time.  Got myself dressed and got the cake frosted, then left for church right at 9:00.  No one answered the outside church kitchen door.  Hmmm...  This happened to me one other time when I got there before the Last Saturday Lunch workers did, so I decided to drive around for a few minutes to give them time to arrive.  When I came back to the church the second time, there was still no one there.  By this time, I was beginning to question my timeliness.  I decided to go home (not far) to check the calendar.  I was doing the calculations in my mind.  Let's see...today is Saturday, February 20th.  There are 29 days this month.  Seven days from today is February 27th...so yes, this is NOT the last Saturday of February.  I BAKED THE CAKE FOR THE WRONG STINKIN' SATURDAY!!!!!

Were it not such a comedy of errors, I wouldn't admit to this whole thing.  Not only did I make one mistake about the day, I made two.  I mean, it is funny....isn't it?  Should I be worried?  In any case, guess what we are having for dessert today.  Go on...guess!