The Monday morning rush hit hard, in fact by 2pm, I was certain there was visible bruising. Yearning for just 2 minutes to rant to someone-anyone, for nothing other than the kind validation of a sympathetic ear, I converted instead an extended stay at the studio. Certain Tuesday would be much nicer if all Monday could be laid to rest, my maze of math and design commenced around 5pm. Unfortunately the ratio of the former was not in my favor.
By midnight my brain was thoroughly jumbled & processing at fractional speed, so home bound and just realizing the burn in my stomach was emptiness, I resigned to skip dinner for a cup of tea and relax in a hot bath.
But, Monday wasn’t finished yet. My usual greeting of flying fur and desperate whimpers wasn’t there. It wasn’t anywhere, the house was dark, locked–no dogs.
The next 25 minutes consisted of panic-stricken calls iced with the guilt of A) calling past a reasonable hour and B) plaguing someone else with my own problem.
Damn, you Monday!
And, so to this point, all you’ve heard is whine, moan, blah, blah…
It’s Tuesday.
At noon, I haven’t quite unwound. There definitely hasn’t been a spare moment to look up, but to point out the positive:
A wonderful woman and her daughter found and took in my pups, and they are quite possibly my new favorite people.
Bell’Invito has (after 6 years in the filing department of some government office) become an officially recognize Trademark – yay! (shouldn’t we toast, or something?)
Brides magazine gave us front and center in the latest issue, invitation story,
p. 232, August Issue.
I am taking a rare moment during the day to blog–nearly defiantly.
By all accounts, I’m healthy, my family is well, my struggles are still proving great fodder for life lessons–or at least blog material. Maybe.
…and I have dinner/drinks with a great friend on Thursday! (Hurry up, Thursday).
Hey – and my A/C works. That, my dear people, is lovely.
Keep the good things coming…peace out.
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