Not bad busy, but just "can't settle down and get any blogging done" busy. Had to find something this morning for a guy--I had some old photos of a building downtown (the old Kress store I've mentioned in the past) and even though I had done a PowerPoint presentation on it a long time ago, and had the printouts, I couldn't for the life of me find the picture I was looking for on the computer, nor the CD it came on. Tore apart several small stacks of paper on my desk and had just about given up when I finally found it. Then I had to send it to him, and it didn't go because there was too many bytes or holes or something attached to the email, so I had to send him four separate e-mails, and then someone came to the counter about something I have no control over, then someone from downstairs called me about something I have no control over, then I was posting a comment about license plates and mistakenly hit a link to a .pdf and my computer does what it always does when it's not prepared for an Adobe attack and shut itself off, so I had to redo everything after Mr. Gates' Marvel managed to get itself rebooted, and there was that cloud of locusts, and a plague of frogs.
And did I mention I have a funeral to attend this afternoon? I do--a man who was the son of some friends of my parents. He was already up and grown by the time I came along, so I didn't know him very well, but his parents and mine were great friends. We used to go on vacations with them way back when, and her husband and youngest son (who was only a few years older than me) were always fooling with loud fast cars and boats. My dad and the lady's husband both have long passed now, but she and my mom still keep in touch, and in one of those small-world type coincidences, the church we go to now was where our friend used to attend. My mom said she'd visited again recently, but I missed seeing her.
And so, as is so often the case, I get to see her this afternoon under much less pleasant circumstances. I tell people we've gotten so tied up and busy on other things that it's gotten to the point that we never see any of our family and friends except at funerals.
That's not good.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 9, 2005 11:58 AMThat's the way it is around here. I see my neighbors at the funeral home more than anywhere else.
Posted by: Kathy at September 9, 2005 01:25 PM