This will be short – I’m tired and sort of distracted.
I just finished teaching 4 classes in 2 days; 2 big classes, 1 sort of big class and one intimate class. I’m so tired, just ragged, tired-er than I usually am.
It’s probably because it’s been a while since I’ve taught, and the event was at the Oregon Convention Center, which is a hard nut to crack as far as getting around without walking a very long way. Walking on that cement, standing around, it takes a toll.
Before my second class today I felt very tired, head-achy, and just blah. So I took a half hour nap and I felt tremendously better. Yay, naps! Yay sofa in front of the ladies room!
And the Distractions
CAP, Crazy Aunt Purl, hasn’t posted since the 12th and although she switched from the train to the bus, and she’s not on the list (what a list) of folks who were victims of that horrible commuter rail crash in LA, I find myself being silly worried that she hasn’t checked in yet. Write a blog post, girl!
My mother would call this “borrowing trouble” – it might be. Perhaps it’s because I’m away from home now and missing Gerry and the kids, but I SO wish CAP would get a blog post going. Oy.
Adding to my general angst, as my flight was just leaving the gate my cell phone went off and, of course, I had to turn it off because I was sitting right across from the flight attendant.
I found out later the call was from Max’s school, he’d had a run in with a car in an alley – he’s okay! – on the way to school (I’m not clear on the facts, but apparently the car was coming out of a blind alley and was creeping along, very slow.) He was scratched up and needed mom. But mom was on a plane with her cell phone turned off.
Gerry was tracked down (he was at the Post Office) and took Max to the dentist to check on a loose tooth (baby tooth, no big deal) and bruised face with cuts inside his mouth. I spoke to them after the doctor, everything is fine, Max sounded VERY good (and, oddly, a little excited) but I wish I were there.
Maybe I can get CAP to go visit Max?
So now I’m in Vancouver, WA, happily settled into the Hilton and I’ve just finished a Burgerville dinner. I can sleep in tomorrow, and I think I will. I already have my breakfast destination chosen, oatmeal – baby! Or maybe I’ll just go across the river to the Marriott for breakfast again, and see if anyone’s found the glasses that I lost. I swear, I feel all over the place today.
I would give a good chunk of change, though, to have Maxie settled in bed next to me with one of his books, and a phone call from Laurie. You’ve got my number, baby, use it!