My mother-in-law brought this over to me the other day. I felt a little light-headed and started to hyperventilate a bit, then I could chuckle about it.
I hung it on the fridge; with all the other stuff I pretend to remember.
Dani was eating breakfast and says, "Hey mom. Is this your new schedule? I like it."
"Uh, no dear. It's a joke."
"I think you should take it seriously. You need some Me Time. "
"Dani, that lady is horribly uncomfortably stuffed into a sliver of time just enough to take a potty break."
"Works for me," she says.