Stop just a minute please and let me catch my breath....

[susandennis]

I had a meeting with my boss at 3. It was supposed to be over at 4:30 but I'm getting to understand how he operates and knew there was no chance it would be over by then...  We got a lot done and I got home at 5:30... I was opening the mail when the phone rang.  I do not normally even answer the land line - I don't want to get between telemarketers and their voicemail message, but I was near the phone and glanced at the caller ID and it was my friend, Dick.

I worked with and for Dick in Rochester, MN.  He's the tall dude on the far left in this picture.  I have maybe heard from him twice in a dozen years if that many. When John died, I tried hard to find Dick and turned up empty.  A couple of people knew he had moved from Rochester but didn't exactly know where.  His full name is too common for Googling and finally a couple of weeks ago, I just gave up.  So when I saw him name on caller id, I figured someone finally found him and told him about John and he was calling to discuss.

Nope.  He saw some something on the TV or somewhere about Seattle, thought of me, figured a catching up chat was long overdue, Googled me and picked up the phone.  How's that for freaky?!  We had a great, long chat.  It was fun to hear from him. Oh and he remember the name of the tall guy standing next to him in the picture - Steve.  Whew.

While I was on the phone with him, I got 3 emails from Mom.  Among other things, she placed an order with Orvis today and then lost it.  Last month she placed an order with Appleseed and lost it.  Poor thing.  I'm not sure how or why she can't get it done but she says she even puts in her credit card number which is kind of scary.   Last time, with Appleseed, I convinced her that when she does not get a thank you email or anything to print out about her order, she needs to understand it didn't work.  So today she knew there was something wrong.  Fortunately Orvis is a great company for customer service.  I called them and they were able to look at all the orders...  hers was not in the batch but she said that it could be in the batch for tomorrow and I should call back.    Poor Mom.  I feel so badly that she tries so hard and keeps trying.  And keeps screwing it up.

Now I guess I'll finish opening the mail...

Whew.