It’s been one of those days, beginning at 7 a.m. when the rolls of no-mow lawn arrived. After that came the inspector for some construction work we had, the men installing the lawn, the Sears repairman for my stubbornly broken washer, the cleaning ladies (bless them), and the pool cleaner. (And yes, I appreciate that I live a singularly blessed life to have all these benefits.) Meanwhile, I’ve been getting a non-stop stream of phone calls and texts. I feel like the ball in a high velocity pinball machine, just bouncing from one thing to another.
In about 1 hour, I expect things to calm down a little, although I think I’ll need to head to the laundromat. This machine isn’t going to be fixed by the time the guy leaves. Sigh. Keep the faith, though. I will write something more today.