I’m a little stressed about the seminar I’m teaching at UWinnipeg this week. Not panicking… But my attack is well planned and there are no accidents or coincidences in our world right now. I know what I need to do every day between now and then to get ready (and FEEL ready). It’s happening right in the middle of Geoff’s week off. We’re in good shape.
Well, we WERE in good shape until Geoff was subpoenaed at work on Friday.
(It’s nothing bad for him AT ALL, just a patient’s trial that he’s getting called into for some unknown reason.)
Now, it’s all up in the air. LIFE is up in the air. And of course, it all happened too late in the day on Friday for us to know ANYTHING until after the weekend. So we won’t know until Monday morning what Monday might look like. And we won’t know until Tuesday morning what Tuesday – and all the days after that – will look like.
You can imagine what that news was like for a Type A planner like me. I’m not even ashamed to admit that I cried. (And then I made a plan.)
It feels like someone snuck into our house on Friday and stole all my spoons. My carefully rationed, jealousy guarded spoons. And that is NOT COOL.
Our fingers are firmly crossed that this is no big deal – maybe even something that a 15 minute phone call could take care of on Monday morning. But we have to plan for it being the exact opposite of that, just in case. I think we have that Plan B all figured out for now – at least through to Wednesday evening – and all we can do now is to not worry about things that aren’t under our control and enjoy our little bit of family time this weekend.
PS – Didn’t catch the spoon reference? You HAVE to read this…