I can’t seem to think ahead, planning-wise, past the end of the current month. So events scheduled for the beginning of the next month are almost always a surprise once I flip a page of the mental calendar in my head. One of my coworkers mentioned to me last week that she was going to be off Tuesday and Wednesday of the next week, but that meant she would miss out on holiday pay for Labor Day. “Oh,” I thought, “Is it time for Labor Day already?” We can’t take off the day before or the day after a holiday…
For anyone wondering, Joanna and I are safely in Highlands, NC. We had a wonderful dinner, and will probably spend tomorrow hiking. It’s awfully nice to be out of Oklahoma, even if it’s only for a little while.
Berck has bungee-corded me to the lawn chair that serves as my desk chair and is forcing me to write about the events last weekend that almost kept us in Chicago much longer than we intended. So, here goes. I consider myself a lucky person. I am even lucky in my misfortune. When something unlucky happens to me, it usually happens in the most fortuitous circumstances…or even prevents a far greater misfortune. (Like that time Berck and I got locked out of the laundromat; the delay gave our bowels just long enough to realize the bad Mexican food we’d eaten…
We’re in Chicago. We drove from Norman Friday morning. It’s pretty easy… you take Interstate 44 until you get to St. Louis, then I-55 till Chicago. I-44 passes through Springfield, MO, the first house Berck remembers living in. We got lunch at Arby’s, and with Berck’s description of the neighborhood to his mom, and his mom’s description of the house, we were able to find it. We would have taken a picture, if we had a camera. We got to Sydney’s apartment in Wicker Park after ten p.m. After walking many blocks in search of food, we settled for a…
I have tomorrow off. Happy 4th on the 2nd! That meant that we were supposed to get off every day this week at 4:30. Ha! We did on Monday and Tuesday. Then we were hit by some humongous orders. Yesterday we got off at 6. Today we finally got to leave at 6:45…and that was just us new people. Everyone else had to help fill pink cards (which we haven’t been trained to do), so I don’t know when they got to go home. So what are we doing on our three-day weekend? We’re driving to Chicago! Berck’s sister Sydney…