I know! I've been ignoring the blog for a few days.
Saturday: I got home from work and had to go straight to a historical society meeting to talk about our plans for the new library in my teeny tiny hometown. The meeting went swimmingly and it looks like I get to woo someone for a building to use for the whole shabang. Lovely. Time to polish my cleavage. I didn't get home until around 8:00 and _____ called around 9:30. We talked until 11:00, and while I didn't get to blog anything worthwhile it was SO VERY worth it. So much fun. :o)
Sunday: Mom mentioned Saturday night that we were gonna go get our above-ground pool on Sunday, and we did. It took all day to set up and fill, and it's still filling this morning. Now I have a quandary on my hands....to take off work and swim or go to work early, try to get off early, and come home and swim. I'm voting for take off work, but we'll see if I have the nuts to fake an illness when I call in at 9:00. I actually don't have to fake an illness, since I still have cramps from the pits of hell and a runny nose, but I still don't know if I can do it. My mother instilled in me an unwavering sense of guilt for taking off work or school if I'm not on the brink of death.
I did sort of swim yesterday....there was 5 inches of water in the pool and I was flopping around with goggles on. Take the mental picture and run with it.
I now have an on-the-way-to-wicked tan. I MIGHT be getting scuba certified with _____ this summer, so I must have a tan, just in case.
Off to decide if I'm sick. More later about my dream last night.