It was actually quarter after five this morning when I shut down the lights and went to sleep for forty-five minutes before rousting myself to launch the boy onto the bus–and he had more trouble awakening than I, I think. Of course, I went back to bed for a few periodically disrupted hours, and started my real day closer to two.

I would love to blabber some excuse about how I used all that time to catch up on the work I missed when the computer failed on Monday, but it’s a much more mundane explanation: I spent some of that time (not all of it–there still was work to finish) with my wife.

Today, however, has not been kind. It is a mercy that it is Thursday, a light day. However, Kyler needed a few things, and I had to buy some of them and bring all of them to his location; also, one of our houseguests had surgery yesterday and needed to be brought home today. In the midst of this, my poor mother-in-law called. She is worried that her social security check is not yet in the bank. I told her that there was no way I could get everywhere I needed to be and get her to the bank on time, and she was very upset; then I refigured everything, called her back and told her I could do it, but it would be tight; then I got held up with the part about buying things, and had to call her back to say no, I would have to attempt to do it tomorrow. I think that was more upsetting than just having said no the first time, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Thus I’m very near both the beginning and the end of my day–that is, I’m just getting started on today’s work, but I’ll be leaving to retrieve my wife from work before I’ve gotten much farther along. I’ve had to add things to tomorrow, and to Saturday, and am looking at quite a crunch, but at least I’m dealing with today today.

Also, I managed to pull together a draft of the notes for the directors meeting this Sunday. October is the month in which we normally elect officers and decide on our meeting schedule for the coming year, so it’s a big meeting; having that out of the way is good, particularly as there are so many things still in the way.

–M. J. Young