I started this morning by throwing in a load of laundry and thought, It's quiet; I'll have time to do some quick ironing and I won't have to look at the blouses hanging there any more - just taunting me. I filled the iron, plugged it in, and actually got one blouse ironed. By then Scott was up with plans for the day, including a trip to see a doc, and then a date with our Grandniece, Dorie, (she is grand!) to visit the Experience Music Project (EMP) in Seattle.
So, I hopped in the van, still in my housecoat and slippers, to turn it around in the driveway and save him some time. (The ramp needs to extend into the driveway in order for the electric scooter to shuttle up and inside.) As I was backing up the driveway, a young friend, who had been dropped off at my neighbor's house walked past me. I was startled and I'm sure he was too. Without my usual morning shower, my hair resembles a fright wig - not to mention me without makeup! Long hair you can pull back; short hair just does the sticky-uppy thing. He smiled and hurried down the driveway. I'm surprised he wasn't running.
Came downstairs to send her information via email and ended up answering/sending other email as well; getting a birthday present ready for a friend, filing papers so I can find my desk, making a DVD for Gwen Gyldenege of our photo shoot the other day; preparing an invoice for another client; and shooing the cat away from sitting in front of my monitor, so I can actually see my typing.
And - here I sit catching up on my blog at 1:30 pm - in my bathrobe, hair still a fright, but somewhere in all the travel up and down the stairs, I did finish the ironing. BonnieKingPhotography.com
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