A Mixed Bag of a Day
Yesterday my plans went all to hell. I got up early and had planned on getting all my work out of the way by 2:00 p.m. so I could enjoy the afternoon sunshine, and then in the evening sew on Elise’s dress. Instead, I woke up to learning that one company I did some work for – and have a little bit left to do – shorted me by 31 hours of pay. Nice. Not. I was not a happy camper and before I let them know their error I checked all my facts, and yes, I was right. Then I spent the next several hours stressing about it and talking to them on the phone, telling the payroll clerk how much I was owed – long, long, story – and finally getting them to cut me a manual check. Then, of course, I had to drive 25 minutes in rush hour traffic to go pick it up and deposit it. At least my daughter was home and we carpooled.
Before heading out, however, I checked my mail and my day was completely changed. I got a lovely package from Wendy at Life with Buck. Recently she made a Lily Diary for my ‘huahua Lily and me and she sent me the original, along with a book, a magazine, and some real estate ads from El Paso. Wow, I could get a mansion there for what my house would sell for here today.
You must know, Lily’s Diary isn’t just a photoshopped image. It’s a collage of sorts. She put so much thought, love, and attention to detail in this, as she does all her doggie diaries. Lily’s ears are pierced in the diary, and she really has a string of pearls on her. It’s priceless to me and I’m going to get it framed. Meanwhile, I have to find just the right place of honor for it. I have it on the fridge for now, but that won’t stay there long. I’m too worried about it getting ruined.
Later, I went grocery shopping. I was almost completely out of my food and so my Weight Watchers plan was going out the window. We can’t have that, now, can we? Just so you know, here’s what nearly $200 in groceries looks like.
Five reusable Safeway bags. I got mostly all fruits and vegetables, a couple small steaks and other sundry foods. I was so hungry and so looking forward to my grilled vegetables and steak perfected on the barbeque. I got everything ready, started the barbeque and within three minutes was out of propane. Figures.
By this time, I’m completely exhausted. I put everything under the broiler and called it good. However, the last few days and all the running around, driving, party hostessing, and such have finally caught up with me. I was afraid they would, as was our dear friend who visited us from Portland this weekend. I now have a very bad fibro flare going on, so bad in fact that I can hardly go up the stairs, or lift my left leg. The pain is excruciating. Thank goodness all I have to do is sit at a computer to work.
I’m sure today will be better. We’re set to have warm sunshine days for at least the next week and I’m going to take advantage of every minute of it.
Does it set anyone else into a panic attack when the commercials start blaring out “Summer’s almost over” when ours here has just started?