Day 5

Really NOT feeling the wealth today, especially of time.

Last week I had two short deadlines, that were originally long term but became short term due to events beyond my control that caused us to be out of town and therefore miss my deadlines for the first time ever.  So, I wrote for 96 hours straight-with a few catnaps in there to keep going- and finished it up late afternoon Wednesday and then Thursday thru Sun I worked 10 hour days at Coffeeland.  Himself is feeling a bit neglected so he spent most of the last night knocking over his ice bowl and then screaming because his ice bowl had been knocked over.

Generally speaking on Mondays I sleep and recover from the previous 6 days.  But today, after little to no sleep,  I had to run to the bank, cash a check, go to a bike store to see about wheels for his highnesses chariot-who knew that bike wheels needed a "Y" axel?  And that they cost $100+ a piece, I mean SERIOUSLY?  FOR A BIKE? Anyway- then I had to hit the grocery store because we're down to 6 different kinds of mustard and some sad looking butter in the fridge, then to pick up lunch because the Mom is home with a cold.  My Mom is like a guy when she's sick, enough said.  Then I come home, we eat lunch, and I fall asleep while eating my soup.  When I wake up, because the ice has made yet another suicide leap for freedom, I see I have a text from Coffeeland Bossman asking me to come out to the re-opening celebration of another Coffeeland store.  So, I spend 30  minutes finding out what the Mom wants for dinner, then jump into my Jeep and fight rush hour traffic across four towns to get to the grand re-opening, go in, say the right things, get a free quad shot venti vanilla mocha, and escape.  As I'm driving out of the parking lot I spot an "Under Five" store with pool noodles out front, those would be handy so I stop and go in and find an arm-full of "$50 Worth of Things We Can't Possibly Live Without A Moment Longer".  Jump back into the Jeep, fight rush hour traffic the other way to hit Home Depot and get replacement blades for my cute little royal blue hacksaw so that I can finish the Royal Chariot.  End up taking the wrong road, then missing my turn and visiting memory lane as I cut back taking the backroads of my youth when I was madly in love with Irish Soccer Goalkeeper Boy and used to covertly drive by his house hoping that both that he would and would not happen to come out and see me, and cutback over to Home Depot.  While at Home Depot it occurs to me that we need a stand over the edge of the pool so that Himself has a place to wait while I get him in and out of the pool safely.  An hour later and with $20 left from the $300 check I cashed mere hours ago, I head back the other way and hit the Chinese Take out on my way home.

It is now midnight, everyone has been fed, I bought two industrial sized softsided coolers for Himself to hold his ice, one of those is filled and I'm out in the screened in porch ready to take another stab at his Royal Chariot.  Himself, though he was rock solid asleep a few minutes ago has awoken and is screaming again because his ice is 4 inches away from his nose and he would like me to come in and move it closer.  Oh and 15 loads of laundry of His Royal Bedding but we do that everyday.

A day in the life.  So, what was good about today?  I had the cash to get everything we needed and wanted.  I was invited to a grand opening, we'll leave it generic for purity vibe value.  In my current employment I was with the movers and the shakers.  I was contacted by a potential new freelance writing client to do funding reports, something that I've never done and have no clue how to do but then I rarely do know how to do something before I do it.  Like building the Royal Chariot, for example.  No clue how but somehow, through trial and error it's getting done.  Let's see, what else?  Listened to all of the audio programs, except the meditation, while driving around.  I decided that I get more out of them when I'm sitting in front of my computer listening, so that's good to know.  I think I now have all of the pieces I need to get him into the pool tomorrow.  I'm going to throw caution to the wind and sleep in my own bed tonight- as opposed to in the living room with Himself.  Since I didn't hear back from my editor I'm going to assume that all is well with our booklet and take tomorrow off since I didn't get today.

Ok, fine.  I'm still very wealthy.  Exhausted and not a little bit cranky but wealthy all the same.