February 19, 2012

  • for sale

    Just another smooth, uneventful morning.

    LLO and I had to be at church for choir at 8:30.  I got in the shower at 8:10.  We were late.  No big surprise.  Not too late, not too big of a deal.  Had to give my friend the accompanist a hug because she thought her part of the song was catastrophic (because her 3 year old daughter was trying to get her attention while she was playing.)  It was not catastrophic.  I noticed, because I know she’s hypersensitive, but it was fine.  Catastrophic was the one and only time I played piano with the choir.  Holy crap.  That was horrible.  Water under the bridge, never to be repeated, ain’t nobody stupid enough to suggest that again. 

    Anyhow.  The in-laws came to watch LLO sing.  So now we have 6 people to get from the sanctuary to cars.  You’d think this could be an easy thing.  Only 6 people, 4 of them adults, 2 of them over 10.  How hard could this be?  Well, it took 30 minutes for everyone to be in one place.  30 minutes.  I’m not making this up.  I have no idea where Spawn and the mo-in-law ended up.  My father-in-law can have a conversation with a coatrack.  LLO and I were where we were supposed to be- except that she kept wandering.  Then we went back in, LLO went looking (yes, I did strongly suggest that she stay put with me.  ha)  In any case, 30 minutes. 

    Then we decided to go to Cracker Barrel for lunch, only LLO wanted freaking Chinese, so we had drama.  We always have drama-it’s just a question of who and what.  And everything was fine.  It took too long, but that seems to be my theme today.  Everything is taking too long.  I found this plaque in the shop.  On sale even.  I had to have it. Because it is freaking hilarious. 

    Spawn wants to know who gets it.  I want to know when I get to go to my new home.

    Three and a half weeks after I left this morning, I got to plop my heiney in front of my happy place.  And then it was time to go to a meeting for my summer job.  A meeting that lasted only an hour, but again felt like a day.  I’m having a hard time giving a rip about summer because it is too far away and there are miles of crap to do before it gets here and it’s going to be a long, hard summer anyhow.  So.  I do not care about those storage problems and have no suggestions.  Nor do I want to come back in 3 weeks and help you reorganize.  Because I do not care.

    And now I’m back.  The in-laws are still here.  Playing games with the rest of those people.  Which involves yelling and such and general talking is too loud right now. 

    I have tons of reading to do yet.  And a headache.  And I’m sleepy.  And today just sucks. 

    But tomorrow we’re celebrating some nice presidents, so no work.  And my friend reminded me that it’s chick games night again.  So, once I conquer today, tomorrow is a better day.  Ha.

    Hope my new home is on the moon.

     

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