My desk = chaos.
My office = chaos.
My house = chaos.
My life = chaos.
My checking account = nearly empty.
My head = hurty.
My throat = hurty as well.
Today I need to:
- call and cancel newspaper subscription
- call Telecheck and ask them why they are assholes
- put my rent check in the mail
- write a change-of-address letter and check for car loan
- get gas
- clean out my fridge.
Next two weeks looks like:
Tonight = laundry, pack, clean bathrooms, vacuum, drive home.
Friday = drive two hours to the mountains to do a flag workshop from 9 to 5; drive back two hours same day.
Saturday/Sunday= family’s house, maybe Target, finish writing this year’s guard show. Oh, and an oil change. I need that.
Monday – Thursday = back to the mountains for band camp (probably the last one I’ll ever do; more on that another time.).
Friday = drive 10 hours to upstate New York.
Saturday = friend’s wedding.
Sunday = drive back 10 hours from upstate New York.
Monday = back to work and work and work and work.
Oh, and then, moving Ginny to Harrisonburg one weekend and Sammi to Lynchburg the following weekend. And working. And more working. I think there’s also a Crosby, Stills, & Nash concert in there somewhere but I’ll be damned if I can remember what day that is. I think I have to work like five weekends in a row, but I still don’t know which ones those are. Jamie might have softball tournaments in there somewhere too. Oh, and work.
My head hurts – did I mention that?