I broke the news about my upcoming trip to Boston. With Mr. Man. We don't talk much about my personal life. It's a professional relationship, but there's a friendship of sorts. I'm crazy about his wife and since I go to their house most Saturdays, I get to see her. And I know his sweet family. Including the precious grandchildren. As it happens, my car is identical to their daughter-in-law's, so when kiddos see me drive up, they get excited, then confused to see someone else emerge from their mama's car.
They've been so understanding about my sitch with The D. They've been through it with their parents.
And it turns out that the timing of my trip to Bean Town is perfect because client has huge deadline the day I return. Maybe I should tell Dude that I can never go anywhere during the first half of the month. This worked out perfectly.
This morning, we talked about what to bring. We discussed computers. We decided we'd go commando. But then I realized that I need to check investments, bank balances, etc. I had the bright idea of transferring a chunka change so I'd have a cushion for anything unexpected. Client was agreeable.
Still. It's been so very long since I've been totally disconnected from everything. I remember our cruise to the eastern Caribbean, getting so frustrated with the very expensive, very slow internet service. And that was in the middle of the financial collapse. I detoxed after two days.
I have a feeling Dude won't have much patience with me in this department. On the other hand, while he's in CLE (all three hours of it), he won't know what I'm up to. Unless he reads my blog.
And I have to blog.
Deb took The D to his favorite BBQ place today. I guess he shrugged off Dr. Oz's advice about the evils of pork BBQ. She took him for a haircut. Now they're at Sam's. He loves going there. He buys muffins. Thank god I don't have to fix breakfast. I am, however, overdue to make french toast for him.
I just planted some green onions - the white part with the roots. Dude grows them in his office. He's such a weirdo. In a good way. I poked a few navy beans in the dirt with the onions. It'll be interesting to see if they sprout. I'm going to plant beans all around the miles of chain link fence. They are so fun. I swear, they grow six inches in one day. And it's so much fun to see their little tendrils curl around anything they can.
Ok, I'm gonna look for a hammer and start hanging things on the wall. I'm in a nesting mood.
But I have laundry to do. If I'm not careful, The D will run out of underwear. He needs new hankies. Wish I could make it to Sears.
My girl Jo is out of town, so no where to go on a Saturday night. Just as well. After getting up at the crack of dawn and doing intense accountanty work, I'm pretty exhausted. So the idea of staying in is a good one. I see a hot bath and a self-inflicted pedicure in my future.
Not bad...
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