Saturday, April 21, 2007
No Getting Up!
I really didn't want to get up today. OK, yea, we were awakened several times in the night messaging back and forth with Trevor to find out when to pick him up where after his adventures at the prom. (Yes, he looked very cute all spiffed up!) But that wasn't it.
With three weeks till fly time I am fighting the feeling of checking out when I really cannot afford to check out. I need to stay engaged because there are details that I need to tend to.
But I told Byron I couldn't get out of bed because I was nauseated. He looked alarmed, or course, but I said:
"Not REALLY! Just figuratively. I can't get out of bed because I will continue to feel like throwing up until I know that the dog's travel arrangements are in place, that the check we posted by secure post to our bank (for $13,000!) is not lost after all, and that the shipper has finalized details and is coming for our little crate."
Byron laughed. He laughed at me!
"Don't laugh at me! I need you!" I responded.
"What do you need?" he said with his cute face on.
"I need some of your fried eggs," I answered, pulling the duvet up over my nose.
It's later now. I'm out of bed. I'm showered and dressed and ready to face the do list once again.
Beautiful isn't it how fried eggs with toast and a cup of tea give me courage for the tasks ahead :-)
(I do wonder how I would manage without the Egg Man.)