Just a Few More Minutes

Our weekend thus far: Shannon was caught in paralyzing traffic on the way home from work Friday. Will would not go to sleep without a fight. Fatigue meant the cancellation of "relationship time" we both needed. Shannon awoke this morning rather sick. I had to miss the morning aikido class (for the fifth straight time!) to watch over Will at the doctor's. We left straight from there for her parents' lake house, whereupon we discovered that she was allergic to the prescribed medicine. We waited hours for a replacement prescription to be filled; in the meantime she took Benadryl to stave off the allergy symptoms, leaving her a drowsy ghost much of the day. On my way back from getting her new prescription, I came a little too close to the edge of the road, and my right rear-view mirror clipped a mailbox way too close to the edge of the road. When we finally left the lake house, my car key snapped. And when we finally got home, a message was waiting for us reminding us of a project for a best friend who's moving that we've missed a deadline on.

(pant pant pant)

Whoever gave us this weekend, we'd like to return it. It's not even Sunday yet, and I'm terrified of what that might bring.