Since I'm finally off deadline for a minute or two, I planned on taking some time writing a titillating post but you guessed it – life interrupted. We were supposed to have the grand kids this weekend but a couple of them came down with the flu. So, disappointment reigned and I trudged back into my office and went to work on the revisions from hell in between searching for an earring that I lost yesterday somewhere between home and the restaurant where my DH took me out to dinner last night to celebrate the NYT showing for Feel The Heat (thanks again for the nice well wishes!!)
Anyhow, no earring, some progress on the revisions, BUT now the DH has the flu. Poor guy.
Back to the earring – Even though I torn the house apart to no avail – I called the restaurant and asked them to maybe, you know, check when they swept. I know. Cockeyed optimist that I am I figured it was worth a shot. I even drove into town (very small town) and checked the parking lot where we parked, walked the sidewalk around the restaurant, etc. Zippo. No luck.
So, it’s back home again to tackle more of the dreaded revisions, check and comment on another blog that I’m posted on and I figure I still have all kinds of time to come up with something brilliant for this post when …. the phone rings. It’s our son. Their babysitter has the flu and since the two little ones aren’t in school yet, they’re in a bind. Absolutely a good news bad news situation: Good news, I get to see the kids!! The bad news, I have to pack a bag, quickly fix some soup for the hubby and write this blog before I head out for an over nighter at the kids.
Okay. I can still do this AND dig out a few more fixes on the revisions, but wait. Another phone call. Would you believe it? It’s the restaurant. They found my earring when they were sweeping. Oh Happy Day!! Stop what I’m doing. Sign a couple of books and head out (stopping at the Atm ‘cause I have no cash and I can’t just thank them for all their efforts with a couple of free books) and go retrieve my lovely lost earring. The post is bent but I figure a jeweler can fix it so I’m a happy girl.
Back home, packing a bag. Cat blesses me with a hairball. What a sweetheart :o(
THAT cleaned up, it’s back to transferring revision work from desk to laptop so I can work on it at the kids, finish packing and … oh yeah, finishing this not so titillating or thought provoking post AND write another post to have ready for another blog for Tuesday because I may not make it back home by then because on my way home from the kids Tuesday, I get to stop at an orthopedic specialist and get injections in both my poor, sore feet. (pray for me!!!).
I could go on and on listing little pitfalls and roadblocks that need to be tended to before I go but I think I've bored you enough. What I want to know is, when was the last time all of your ducks were in a huddle then one of those little suckers strayed out of line and ruined your perfectly laid plans? I’ll try to comment from the kids’s tomorrow but, you know, I WILL be with the grandkids and darn, they are soooo cute …
Here’s to working it all out for all of us.
