Misfires, gear grinds and liquification

I’ve had a bizarre several days. I have a lot to do before I take off for my trip to Kansas City for the Holi/Family Days. I’m looking forward to seeing my mom. I am sort of ashamed to say it, but it’s been about a year since I saw her last. I think there’s something to be said for finding your way in the world, and I think there’s a lot to be said for mom love. (Or as the Gkids would say, “Mumzy love”)

So the last week has been pretty much a constant stream of broken and missed appointments. By everyone else. I’ve actually been trying really hard to get places on time. I’m sort of notorious for being late, or as I like to think of it, I’m both ambitious and optimistic as an estimator.

And yet, I pretty much managed to be where I said I was going to be when I said I was going to be there. Except pretty much every person I was supposed to meet ended up, one way or another, somewhere totally NOT where I was. I’ve been sort of perpetually stood up since Thursday.

Now, everything’s working out alright. I still get to hook up with all the people and do all the things I said I was going to do and it’s all been GREAT. Just not at ALL how I planned it.

So, OK. Lesson Learned.

Again.