Live, not from home
2nd April 2008
I slept awful last night. As exciting as it is to be away from home in a swanky hotel room (there were chocolates on my pillow, people! And a bottle of red wine with brie and crackers on the desk!), I don’t do well not in my own bed. Especially after sleeping in the same bed with Eric for so long.
So I’ve pretty much been awake since 5:30, which means when the day ends at 6 p.m., I will be, how do you say, a zombie.
My departure was almost catastrophic. Eric and Lucy dropped me off at the bus, and poor Lucy was determined to come on the “round and round” (the song, remember?) with me. “Lucy bus, too? Peeeeese, Mommy!” Tears and all. Geezus, child, you aren’t making this easy for Mum-Mum.
We parked behind some cars so Lucy couldn’t actually see the bus, and after a quick kiss, Eric sped off before she realized what happened. I called after the bus pulled away, and thankfully she was fine.
Today she’s at Julia’s, then will spend tomorrow with my parents. It’s so comforting to have a great support network so I do not have to worry about her while I’m gone.
Today I have to make business contacts (AKA: schmooze, a word I detest. Reminds me of a used car salesman…), and attend sessions on retirement and pensions.
Control your excitement!
Off to snarf as many muffins as possible. Have a great day.
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