I'm in Kansas City. The day seemed every bit as long as I thought it would. There were no problems with the trip other than a few minutes delay leaving DFW putting me about a half hour late arriving here. But getting up so early, driving 3 hours, and then flying and waiting for another seven hours makes it a long day. And when I discovered just a while ago that one of the outside pockets was badly ripped during the flight, I wasn't very happy either. Fortunately a small gift I brought to Caroline and Laura was intact inside the suitcase.
I'm so ready to get these next few days over and done. There is much to do and little time. I said a couple days ago that it looks like I will have lots of time here, but I knew that there would be out-of-schedule matters that would creep in to fill the time, and already that has happened. Nothing big, just little things here and there making it obvious that I can't drag my feet for one moment. At least I won't be bored, eh?
Just a bit ago, Sophie, C & L's dog came in and looked at her bed that I am borrowing for these few days, and she just stopped dead still, looking at all my things on the bed, and she seemed to be a bit consternated! You could almost hear her thinking, what is all this? How can I go to bed with that stuff in the way? Poor girl! She has to sleep in the other bedroom. Do you remember when you were little and Grandma and Grandpa came to visit, how you would get booted to the couch or your brother's room so they could have your bed? Yeah, well, that's how Sophie feels!
I gotta get some rest. Tomorrow is the first of the busier-than-I-want days, and I can't be behind schedule! I don't want to be scurrying around here on Friday saying, "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date!"