I knew this was going to be a tough summer.
I predicted it in May.
And rather than vomit my bad attitude all over the screen, I might as well call it a night.
1. A colleague at work asked me to borrow Clint's truck so that I could pick up her Costco mini deep freeze in Langley and deliver it to her house in Port Moody. I left work at 4:30 pm and got home a few minutes before 8.
2. Last night, after I blogged, I stayed up til 2:30 am saving e-mail addresses. All the Mexico Mission Trip participants have sent me the names and e-mail addresses of 5 people who will pray for them while we're away. I set up an excel spread sheet and entered the info, one address at a time. Then I tried to copy them and make up a gmail "group" - but it didn't work, so I entered each e-mail address individually into the "to" line of an outlook e-mail. HOURS of data entry.
Tonight? It's all gone. No evidence anywhere on my computer that I ever worked on a spread sheet. All those e-mail addy's? Gone. Disappeared.
3. Max is not doing well in his Math 10 course. He's taking it by correspondence and I've hired a tutor to help him three times a week. Max did very poorly on his first unit test, and he writes his second test in the morning. Plus he had two chapters to learn/assignments to complete tonight. I was counting on some extra tutoring time this evening to make sure all the concepts are understood.
The tutor never showed up. He left a message saying he'd see Max tomorrow instead. TOMORROW is too late.
It feels like a too-short and completely wasted evening.
I think I'll take my grumpy-pants-self and go to bed.
Doesn't feel right just walking away not ending on a thankful note.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. I don't live in Port Moody and work in Surrey. I CANNOT imagine doing that commute everyday.
2. ALL the crap that Max and I dragged to the curb last night was picked up today. My garage is marginally emptier. Not cleaner, emptier.
3. The long weekend has begun.
Now I'm going to bed.