The Rest of My Day...
You already heard about my morning, but I just figured I had to add some additional details, because only I could have these things happen as a routine part of my day!
I spent the morning trying to organize myself and start to think about speaking at a Sweetheart Banquet on Valentine's Day. I had notes on the floor, "VD Talk" is what I labeled it as. Well, Howie thought I was speaking about something else...no, not on Valentine's Day of all days.
Connie, God Bless her, and I know He does, let me in on how she gets pictures from the web to her blog. Thanks to her, we got Michael Phelps!
Then I took my mom to her doctor's appointment. Her doctor wants to start her on Aricept, which I think is a wise choice. My poor mom keeps asking, "What is it for?" Yes, memory, that's right! I hope she remembers to take it...
Then I went for a run. It was great. Twenty degrees, congested and out for a run. It was the best! Except (and here comes the TMI part) every time I blew my nose, the plumbing in other parts of my body (namely my tear ducts and bladder...) didn't work properly. No wonder I have mountains of laundry!
I got back home just in time to make one last stop for one last girl scout cookie order. I went to my neighbor's house who loves stray dogs and psycho dog has joined her family. A disturbed stray, the dog still need a muzzle...the dog BIT me! No kidding! Psycho dog bit my ankle right through my sock and broke the skin. My poor neighbor was mortified. I, however, am up to date on my tetanus shot and am not worried. As a matter of fact, I immediately knew it would make for yet another, great, unbelievable, but so my life story.
I went back home in time to make my 2:30 phone appointment with my agent. We were supposed to chat last week, but something came up and the conversation needed to be postponed. I even had a dream about this conversation last night. Well, instead of the conversation, I had an email with the news I was expecting, which was that it was probably best that our relationship be terminated. I know that I am more of a Sojourners girl and he is more of a Focus guy, so it wasn't the best made match, and that's OK. He wrote a very gracious email, and we will talk soon. In the meantime I have to cut 7,000 words from a manuscript due March 1st. Oy Vey.
I think as long as I exercises every day I will be just fine.
I spent the morning trying to organize myself and start to think about speaking at a Sweetheart Banquet on Valentine's Day. I had notes on the floor, "VD Talk" is what I labeled it as. Well, Howie thought I was speaking about something else...no, not on Valentine's Day of all days.
Connie, God Bless her, and I know He does, let me in on how she gets pictures from the web to her blog. Thanks to her, we got Michael Phelps!
Then I took my mom to her doctor's appointment. Her doctor wants to start her on Aricept, which I think is a wise choice. My poor mom keeps asking, "What is it for?" Yes, memory, that's right! I hope she remembers to take it...
Then I went for a run. It was great. Twenty degrees, congested and out for a run. It was the best! Except (and here comes the TMI part) every time I blew my nose, the plumbing in other parts of my body (namely my tear ducts and bladder...) didn't work properly. No wonder I have mountains of laundry!
I got back home just in time to make one last stop for one last girl scout cookie order. I went to my neighbor's house who loves stray dogs and psycho dog has joined her family. A disturbed stray, the dog still need a muzzle...the dog BIT me! No kidding! Psycho dog bit my ankle right through my sock and broke the skin. My poor neighbor was mortified. I, however, am up to date on my tetanus shot and am not worried. As a matter of fact, I immediately knew it would make for yet another, great, unbelievable, but so my life story.
I went back home in time to make my 2:30 phone appointment with my agent. We were supposed to chat last week, but something came up and the conversation needed to be postponed. I even had a dream about this conversation last night. Well, instead of the conversation, I had an email with the news I was expecting, which was that it was probably best that our relationship be terminated. I know that I am more of a Sojourners girl and he is more of a Focus guy, so it wasn't the best made match, and that's OK. He wrote a very gracious email, and we will talk soon. In the meantime I have to cut 7,000 words from a manuscript due March 1st. Oy Vey.
I think as long as I exercises every day I will be just fine.But today I came pretty close to falling off the edge.
Peace.
Labels: dog bites, dropped by an agent, My crazy life
posted by www.kathypride.com at
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2 Comments:
That is a very organized garage space behind you (I'm jealous...I don't even have a garage!). Okay, so what are you doing? Bit by a dog and running (with a cold!). That sounds like something in my department.
I guess the agent thing was no surprise--right? But still...
What? Cut out 7,000 words from your manuscript? That would be enough to throw me over the edge (fast!). I can't help you there, I'm too wordy (look at this comment?). :)
Oh, you're welcome...I'm glad that Michael Phelps came through for you. What are friends for anyway?
HUGS TO YOU!
Don't be so jealous about not having a garage...It is just more space to be a junk magnet. I prefer to think of it as my "holding tank" before things are permanently out the door. Yes, there are shelves and bins, but you would have gotten a completely different look if I had the other half of the garage in the background. The only thing that would have stood out would have been my pink sweatshirt!
Hugs.
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