Knock on wood
Today was one of those where I got off work and said to myself, "Man, as soon as I get home, I can put this long-ass day behind me. I can get a nap in, and try and catch up on the sleep I lost last night because of the storm. Then, I'll be all refreshed and ready to head to the Brick." I mean, really, nothing could quite be worse than a thunderstorm, vomiting cats, and a backbreaking day of work with a bum ankle, could it?
Y'know, if I hadn't checked the answering machine, I'm sure I'd still be feeling that positively. Now, I'm pretty much uncertain as to whether or not any of the activities I had planned this weekend will happen. Tomorrow's a little sketchy, and Sunday's the same, but I think the chance of me making it to Kansas City tonight is pretty much nil.
I'm upset for various reasons, with disappointment at the children running neck and neck with the disappointment of me losing my last free evening until two weeks from now. I'm sorry for the subterfuge and speaking in riddles, but I'll be sure to share the details of the latest fiasco in the Spacek household when the_lucky_nun and I get it dealt with.
Y'know, if I hadn't checked the answering machine, I'm sure I'd still be feeling that positively. Now, I'm pretty much uncertain as to whether or not any of the activities I had planned this weekend will happen. Tomorrow's a little sketchy, and Sunday's the same, but I think the chance of me making it to Kansas City tonight is pretty much nil.
I'm upset for various reasons, with disappointment at the children running neck and neck with the disappointment of me losing my last free evening until two weeks from now. I'm sorry for the subterfuge and speaking in riddles, but I'll be sure to share the details of the latest fiasco in the Spacek household when the_lucky_nun and I get it dealt with.