Summer Agenda

It's on the verge of being another late night, but HW and I started our morning workout schedule today. So 12:40am feels later than it really is for me. We were up and at it around 7:30am. It's been a while since I got up that early on a weekday. Sounds odd, doesn't it?

Needless to say, I am on course with how I want my summer to go. I want to see the sun rise and watch it set. Well, seeing it rise on occasion. Ok, nevermind, the only time I want to see it rise is when I am heading off to the airport for a flight to some beach with nothing but rum cake and coronas. Although, on a realistic note, this is the time to get the most out of the daylight and I have spent too many summers trapped behind closed doors working on some implementation for work. This is the summer that I reverse my priorities.

Working out, hanging out, and hitting them out of the park. Oh, I have softball on Mondays and not to forget, a floating volleyball game some time once a week. It's a packed schedule, but at least it isn't work!

Today I had an incident that would perfectly describe me as the Knight in Dull Armor. Jeanne calls me in a slight panic, because she bought this huge framed picture that will not fit in her car. She's standing outside of the store with half the frame hanging out the back of her car. I have no idea how she got half of this picture in to her trunk, but it's my job to take it out and figure a new way of transporting it home safely.

I am usually pretty good at sizing up a car and finding a way to pack anything in it. Think of a rigormortis elephant that needs to go into a Mini Cooper. I can make it happen. No chainsaws, I swear.

I make my first skillful attempt, because I have done this a thousand times which means I know what I am doing, and I begin to lift the picture frame to move it out of the trunk. Within the first lift, there was enough torsion to crack the glass straight down the middle! Jeanne spent a good ten to fifteen minutes wiggling and pushing this damn thing into the trunk and it takes me one lift to crack the glass from end to end. Experience, my ass, I put the Donkey in Donkey Show some times.

We were left with one choice and that was to crack the glass carefully. Question is, what to do with 3 square feet of broken glass? We left it in a shopping cart so some mother could drop her kid right on top of it while putting him in the child seat. Serves a mother right for not looking.

Just kidding, we put a huge note on the glass for the store to handle at their convenience. How cruel do you think I am?!

Well, I continue into this very hot end to spring without A/C in my car or home. The car is one step closer since the mechanic diagnosed the evaporator and determined it is just the o-rings. Do you want to see my O,O,O-ring? Didn't think so.

My house will be dependent on a referral of a guy that fills his schedule when he is sober, but at least he is cheap!

Until my A/C is fixed in my house, milk is a bad choice.

Hey, you help me fix my A/C and I'll stop the milk reference. :)