Not Going

We’re not going on the trip this weekend. I’m at work instead. Something is totally amiss when you are at work instead of on vacation. My sisters and I are attempting a reschedule and I hope that works out.

I was glad to hear that Londoners are back on the Tube this morning. The best revenge is to carry on.

I’m sorry there’s not much to say today. I’m exhausted from not sleeping last night. Thanks to a middle of the night phone call that amounted to nothing but a snit on my part. I rage against the machine and the machine rolls over and goes back to sleep. I get up and read for several hours. Such is life.

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2 Responses to Not Going

  1. Liz says:

    Well, that’s a big bummer. Probably the best decision though. Did you guys get hit by Cindy down there? We are soaked here. It poured all night. I’m about to head out to inspect the damage.

  2. Frog says:

    We got a ton of rain last night. I haven’t heard that kind of rain in a long time.

    I just looked at the picture of your pool…filled to the brim.

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