How did I get to Wednesday?
I thought summer was supposed to be relaxing?
My sister will be here in less than a week to visit for less than a week, and then I’m supposed to go with her to Alabama and then on to Florida to visit her home and my parents’ home for about 2 weeks. I still feel my house isn’t in order, and just leaving it won’t make the disarray any better, won’t hang curtains, won’t organize the big storage closet and pantry.
And I been asked to attend another meeting.
Three last week. Two this week. Ugly meetings. Meetings that don’t involve me and which I’d rather not witness.
Oh, why can’t we all just get along? Is it really that difficult?
Bill suggested locating the nearest exit door. I’m looking…