Saturday, April 25, 2009
The final story. they are coming. Last night at 959pm, they called to say obviously they were not coming then, so we could go to bed (damn nice of them, I was already in bed)
They were going to leave early this morning. Considering it is a 4 hour drive and also they are travelling with a 90 year old gentleman, we figured they would not leave the house until at least 9 am. Asked them to call and let me know what time they were leaving so I could figure out when we were going out. The call has not come.
So I got breakfast prepped for tomorrow morning, I have chicken marinating, the table set and the pots ready to toss the wild rice and veggies into. with her 4 pm appointment, we will not be home until 615 the earliest. Then things get done quickly (thank goodness for a convection oven)
Tomorrow morning I will be up early beating the eggs and getting the omlet into the oven, followed by getting all the other items ready to go. Then after breakfast, comes the shopping trip for organic veggies/fruits, then shoes and whatever else.
I am already sick to my stomach with the meds and heat. Will be carrying several bottles of water when I head out today.
And of course, as I sat in bed with hubby making the comment, at least next Saturday we can sleep in, he tells me he will be leaving for a trip in PA. Figures.
Since I wrote this this morning, it is now 2 pm. They just called and are one hour away.. the minute they walk in the door, she and I have to take off and get downtown to find a parking space so that we are ontime for HER appointment.
I give up Nothing like being early on their part. I hate tardiness especially when it can be prevented.