Thursday, April 24, 2014
So my wish for blogging regular has wandered off somewhere and I'm too tired to go hunt it down. Most days I barely finish what I've got to do at work let alone my emails and Spark time. I am trying to make priorities in what and how I do this.
I woke up this morning around six and after arguing with self, got up to use the restroom. No sooner did I walk back into the bed, than my phone rang.
#2 son was asked if he knew it was only 6:19.
Smart alack said
'Of course I know that, I'm at work already'
( I got out of work last night at 11 and didn't fall asleep until after 3:30)
So his ex is at hospital in labor, one month too early. Mimi to the rescue and while I am not friends* per se with the mom, we agreed about when she went into labor. Mind you, the new one is not my grandchild, son hasn't been with the mom for over a year and he has custody.
I managed to put on a jacket and my slippers and staggered out the door with a fair warm mug of coffee. Someone at her place brings me a bag but it is full of baby stuff not toddler items. Wrong bag, not going to help me or expecting parents at all.
Next stop is son's apartment. His girlfriend really doesn't want to wake up and me no have key. I need clothes for four days plus pull-ups. We are going to Maine to visit #1 son and daughter-in-law now with three year old in tow. I don't have to be back to work until Tues.
It turning into a very long day at work, too tired to do anything. Go ahead and tell me something, if I didn't write it down it has slipped out of my grasp and I haven't a clue what is was, all in less than 1.2643 seconds.
My crocus. . . . . . .