Today was supposed to be a fun Saturday….
All I had to do was get Thing 1 up, dressed, medicated, fed, and wheeled over to my mother’s house in time to get myself and Thing 2 ready for our friend’s Bat Mitzvah….attend the Bat Mitzvah, swing by Thing 2’s cross-country meet (which we were missing) to pick up the flyers for the benefit run for Thing 1, get Thing 1 packed up to go to dad’s, swing back by the Bat Mitzvah luncheon to pick up Thing 2 to take her home to get ready for the party tonight, swing by the ex’s house to get Thing 1 changed, pick up a card for Thing 2’s friend on the way back, pick up Thing 2’s friend who lives 20 miles in the opposite direction and deliver her and Thing 2 to the Bat Mitzvah party…
When my elderly neighbor, whose grandson was a ‘since kindergarten’ friend of Thing 1 until he committed suicide in Jan ’06, stopped me because she needed to talk. She’s really missing her grandson this week. I can understand this, because a friend of mine who’d died in ’05 has been very forward in my mind this week. Samhain is right around the corner…and I guess it was appropriate for me to take a breather in my busy day to begin clearing the way for these departed souls who may choose to revisit us.
I hope your days are full of joyous activity as mine surely are…but not too busy to stop and listen sometimes….
Please don’t recommend the pony party (though i probably don’t need to remind you with respect to this particular rambling….)!!
Without further ado, the floor is yours…