I was sitting in the back last night talking on the phone with my sister and I heard a funny noise. A kind of whooshing noise. It happened a few times and then over the trees comes a hot air balloon. It was SO low that I thought it would hit the tops of the trees. It was coming down fast. I wonder where it landed.
I was sad yesterday. It is hard extricating myself from my job. Well, my job actually left me a couple of years ago, but this situation I'm in now ... it's difficult. I am not happy and as much as I hate to hurry time along, I am all for rushing through these next eight weeks.
Ben informed me last night that he might have to do his three weeks in San Francisco at my birthday time. I am therefore sad about that as well. Three weeks! And we have reservations in Port Townsend for my birthday weekend and I am very much looking forward to that. I won't go without him. What fun would that be? But to be alone on my birthday as well?? That is no good. My sister said I could come down to visit her and the boys. As soon as we know when he's going I guess I'll do that. It just sucks though.
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