aka I have no idea what day it is and really have to work at where I’m supposed to be and doing what, exactly?
Where was I?
Oh yeah. I’m in a spurt of taking some vacation days to do various things – starting with my trip to loverly Athens Ohio for Quilt National, then a couple days at work, then a couple days at Brant Lake, then a couple days at home, then a day at work, then a day off, and a day at work and then…
well I think you get the picture. I’m confused. If iCal gives up, I’m going to be in a lot of trouble. That’s pretty much the norm for schedule through the end of the month.
Went to work today, that much I’m sure of. Felt rather surreal. Talked to co-workers. Talked to customers. Talked to Christine and Joe, on their way to the airport and hence to Vegas. Talked to an over-the-top-stressed-out teacher who ended up in tears (ok, doing deadline stuff on a new computer and being so stressed you can’t even follow simple instructions – just not going to be good). I did get a word in that um, she had to go home with the husband that she’d just told to go away LOL. All ended at least not in tears, but I’m doubtful about the real outcome. Anyway.
Drove home obviously heading into a big thunderstorm. Had quite awhile of big boomers, downpours etc. Blipped the computer off, so I unplugged it and made myself a weird little dinner and opened up a nice Newcastle.
On the good news front, I found a taker for the backgammon set that was lying around for a long time, and for a nice book about sign language. The fellow I thought might like the Smithsonian magazine said he wasn’t allowed to bring any home LOL. Oh! And my new birkie sandals arrived from West Virginia. Thank you birkies people!
And I remembered to call the program at work that offers services like financial advice etc because I could use some financial advice. It will be interesting to see what they say. Starts with a phone meeting.
I guess on that note I’m going to go putter in the sewing room for a bit.
