So, I managed the funeral. I only cried about ten times.
I even managed the music festival. It really wasn’t too bad, but I’m not a real big classical music person. I was amazed at the variety of people there though. Of course my music teacher from high school was there. She’s 90 years older than god. Yet, my friend Betsy, who normally listens to heavy metal and “hair bands” was there too. Guess you can’t always tell what kind of music people will like.
The rest of the weekend wasn’t too busy. I didn’t get a lot of sleep, but blame that on the book I was reading. Nothing special, but I couldn’t put it down. ok, it was a Tom Clancy…
Yesterday… Work was fairly normal. The cookie guy called again. sigh.., I think he does like the sound of my voice. We had a couple of new clients that I had to walk through the installation and set up, but that was about it. When I went home, it got a little crazy. The laundry exploded from the hamper. I swear that someone else came in, wore my clothes and then stuffed them in the hamper. I think I did five loads at my moms! Normally, I have two.
However, today things were crazy. Mom got pissed at Dad. Dad came over to the office to get out of the house at about the same time we had a client call yelling that we’d forgotten his appointment. George and I were scrambling to find the appointment only to discover that it was for next Tuesday. The guy said, “oh.” and hung up. No sorry. Nothing.
Dad finally went home and Kelly showed up. She’s been having boyfriend trouble and decided to pour out her heart today. The phone rang non-stop and even George got cranky. Kevin called at one point to tell us his wife was stuck on a back road and he had to go rescue her. So, we had to cancel all of his afternoon appointments. Did I mention that the phone wouldn’t stop ringing?
I was Soooooo happy to go home! I even took my phone and turned it off! Don’t want to see another one until maybe next week!
