Not the day I thought it would be
Last night I was looking forward to a wonderful trip to St. Louis. The drive on a beautiful day, finishing a book on tape I'd started a on my last cross-state trip, a magnificent evening with really cool friends. However, by about 10:30 pm, I began to suspect it wasn't going to happen. This cold I'd been fighting came back with a vengeance. I'd ran out of the vitamin C cough drops; they must have been doing more good than I thought. Laundry complete, covered with cats on the couch, I lay sipping tea and fell asleep. Woke up enough around two long enough to get up, finish making the bed and crash again. The alarm went off, but my body sure didn't. Now it was certain I wasn't traveling today.
Got up a couple hours later, finished a chapter, sent my rsvp regrets and headed off to my errands. Instead of a half hour at church, I think I was there about two. Got carried away I guess. I headed for Target to get some items for church - only to realize I was headed for a Kmart. Started to turn around and saw the cemetery. I decided to visit the family plot. Only to discover a gravestone was missing. Hunh? Maybe it fell and shattered, I thought as I went to the office to ask.
"There are no stones on that plot." Uh. Yeah, there were. And there still are two. One I hadn't seen before and one I'd paid to have a date engraved on. "There's no record of it, do you have a receipt." I doubt it, that was probably in the 1980's. I went back to check the site, but my phone didn't have enough juice to take pictures (at least I hope that's why it failed - I must admit to a weird feeling that the reason the camera couldn't take the pictures is because the stones really weren't there).
On the way to complete my errands, it occurred to me that maybe my initial thoughts were correct. The stone I didn't recognize was probably the top of the missing stone. It had cracked and only that piece remained. Once I got home, I checked old photos (I think I'm right) and I'll head back to the cemetery tomorrow to take photos of the new/old stone. I also have the email address of the manager and will ask him about the stones on the plot that has no stones.
Then I started my one obligatory computer game before getting to work and had a sleep flash. At least that's what I thought when I moved to the couch to wait for the hot flash which follows to wake me up. Three hours later ... No, this day is not going the way I had planned. It was only then I saw a phone message had been left for me in the morning. The only thing left, before I end up crashing again, is to verify I have all the articles I need for my slide presentation next weekend. However, I would like to lie down. Just for a minute. First.
Got up a couple hours later, finished a chapter, sent my rsvp regrets and headed off to my errands. Instead of a half hour at church, I think I was there about two. Got carried away I guess. I headed for Target to get some items for church - only to realize I was headed for a Kmart. Started to turn around and saw the cemetery. I decided to visit the family plot. Only to discover a gravestone was missing. Hunh? Maybe it fell and shattered, I thought as I went to the office to ask.
"There are no stones on that plot." Uh. Yeah, there were. And there still are two. One I hadn't seen before and one I'd paid to have a date engraved on. "There's no record of it, do you have a receipt." I doubt it, that was probably in the 1980's. I went back to check the site, but my phone didn't have enough juice to take pictures (at least I hope that's why it failed - I must admit to a weird feeling that the reason the camera couldn't take the pictures is because the stones really weren't there).
On the way to complete my errands, it occurred to me that maybe my initial thoughts were correct. The stone I didn't recognize was probably the top of the missing stone. It had cracked and only that piece remained. Once I got home, I checked old photos (I think I'm right) and I'll head back to the cemetery tomorrow to take photos of the new/old stone. I also have the email address of the manager and will ask him about the stones on the plot that has no stones.
Then I started my one obligatory computer game before getting to work and had a sleep flash. At least that's what I thought when I moved to the couch to wait for the hot flash which follows to wake me up. Three hours later ... No, this day is not going the way I had planned. It was only then I saw a phone message had been left for me in the morning. The only thing left, before I end up crashing again, is to verify I have all the articles I need for my slide presentation next weekend. However, I would like to lie down. Just for a minute. First.