I want a do-over (Or: no plan survives contact with my husband’s foot.)
Posted on April 11th, 2013
Today’s plan was for me to have a break. It was going to go like this: Pea to Pre-K (a drop-in day at her preschool). Up, ready, driven and dropped off. This is a big splurge for me, because it costs $65. That is a lot of money in my world. Me to coffee with the woman who did not hire me for the job I’d hoped for. Done. And delightful, because she’s a fabulous person. The only thing I regret about not getting that job is not working with her. Me to lunch with a law classmate to talk smack about Commodore Porter, because how often can I do that? Me to Powell’s, to browse in peace for hours without Pea lying on…
