Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Busy busy busy
Did I ever tell you the story about the time the President of the California Maritime Academy called me a willing little worker bee to my face, while I was holding two sacks of garbage, and that she escaped uninjured and unsoiled? And people say I have no self-discipline. Hmmph.
No? That’s OK...that’s pretty much the whole story.
Anyway, I spent the afternoon with a high-maintenance baby, followed by a quick dash out of the house to go pick up the van (YAY!!!), which has landed us at the office so that Jay can finish up what he needs to finish up before the long weekend. Then when we get home I’ve got two loads of laundry to do, supper to cook, and packing to finish.
I almost miss the days when I could pick up and go at a moment’s notice.
Actually, to tell you the truth, it’s not a close contest. I may think of those days wistfully, but I’m so amazingly blessed. I love my family madly and I’m very, very happy. Hell, I’m so crazy happy that I’m excited to be driving a minivan, and that’s pretty crazy. And pretty happy.
Happy Thanksgiving, y’all.