Another (slightly) early morning for me. I’m speaking here on July 26 so I met the conference founder for coffee.
(I do not drink coffee, as it is vile and pretentious. Instead, I got a hot chocolate bigger than my face. So there.)
As I left the house, Kristen reminded me that she had scheduled another set of houses to look at. Our house is on the market and not drawing much attention, but still we go look at houses just in case we’re able to ever get a new one.
The conference guy (named Boogie, by the way) and I met for a couple hours to do more planning for the conference and then I headed to meet up with the family. We all got into my car and looked at houses. Nothing mind blowing, but some nice little places that might be a good fit for us.
We decided to grab lunch at Chick-Fil-A and opted to eat inside for a change. Bad idea. Place was really crowded and I sat by a trash can, which meant I had to keep getting up to avoid getting splattered with trash as people tossed it. We left lunch and headed home. I had some stuff to do, one of them being working on getting some ideas for a Skype cowrite I had scheduled for Thursday.
We get home, I kick back to do a little work on the computer when BAM! My phone beeps. The cowrite is today.
In ten minutes.
I normally do cowrites at the church so my kids don’t have to stay away from a part of the house while I’m working. But since I knew I couldn’t get to the church in time, I headed back to our game room and jumped online. The cowrite started off good – mostly just catching up.
I finally admitted to the guy that I had the wrong day on my calendar. He laughed and said he had almost forgotten about it, as well. As we were chatting, he called out of his office and came back sheepish:
“I gotta’ call you back in a little bit.”
Turns out his new boss was wanting a tour of the office building, which meant my friend’s whole afternoon was shot. We decided to reschedule for next week.
I had just enough time to get dressed and loaded for Jonah’s cross-country tryout. We drove over to Rose Rudman trail to let Jonah meet the coach of the Tyler homeschool running team. Jonah 100% DID NOT want to do it, but it turns out he did great.
He did hate it, of course. But we’re trying to encourage him to keep at it. I felt bad because we had a dinner with friends immediately after and made him wash up and change clothes in the Chuy’s bathroom. He must not have been feeling too bad, however, as he was able to take a selfie for his Instagram. There is a silver lining. Since I’ve been trying to jog again, I can now do some running with Jonah as he works on his conditioning. (No doubt he will lap me many many times.)
We hung out with our friends the Benedettis over chips and queso and enjoyed ourselves despite the protests of a very sore, very worn out 12-year old boy. After dinner, Kristen ran into Target and then we all headed home. Finley bathed and went to bed, Jonah showered and played some video games. I stayed up awhile doing a little more work to get ready for tomorrow.