I thought that Thursday was going to be fairly pleasant. After all, it was a wedding anniversary for Maryanne and I. She had a meeting to go to, and I had band practice, and that would be that.
I didn't know that it would take me over an hour to get home because of an accident on the Interstate. I didn't know that I wouldn't even have a chance to get home, and that I'd have to go straight to band practice. I didn't expect the lack of communication between Maryanne and her mother that led to a mixup as to what water to use for mixing Sarah's formula, and that it would lead to a bit of a scare.
At the end of the day Thursday, I was glad to go to bed. I'd have a day off Friday, and our new furnace would get installed.
Our contractor wasn't able to show up until about 12:30, having been delayed by a slow building inspector elsewhere. Once he did show up, though, he worked very hard, and didn't leave for the night until around 7:30. He even came back on Saturday to finish what little was left. The new furnace works great, and is very quiet.
The Badgers lost Saturday, and then we went out to dinner with Maryanne's parents. The Packers won Sunday, though they seemed to want to give it away at times, and then we went to Bible study. Another day off Monday, and here it is Tuesday again.
I'd really love a day full of nothing.
Mood: Thoughtful
Music: Supertramp: "The Logical Song"
2 comments:
That makes two of us
I know the feeling. Unfortunately as of January 5th, 2006 there will never again (for the next 18 years or so) be another full day of nothing.
:)
Love ya,
P
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