Sweat

It's a nasty topic but all I can think right now is . . . sweat. It is hot. Very hot. I worked 1.5 hours late, hot ride home, picked up my husband and shuttled him to friend's little airport hangar where the 182 got an oil change this morning. M is going to wash plane and head to home airport so I can pick him up and head to the lake. However, I had to leave M and get gas, go grocery shopping, load groceries in car, stop and cash in a few lottery tickets ($67 - YES!), buy another 10-drawing lottery ticket, unpack groceries, pack them back up in ice chest to go to lake, take trash can down from street, check the mail, check my email, clean out the car, gather his crap out of his car, pack for the lake, straighten some clutter so I don't come home to a mess Sunday and now I am finally taking a minute to get on my computer and the first thing I automatically do is log in and check my work email. AAAHHH!!! There wasn't anything major but needless to say I am hot and sweaty. I have about 30 minutes to change clothes and get ready to leave for Sundance. I thought I would vent my frustrations before I cooled off (or maybe as part of the cooling off process?)

Okay, I am already a little cooler. A/C just kicked on too, that helps. Just hearing it makes me feel better. I had a lovely working lunch today at Deep Deuce Grill near work. I had never even heard of it, but it was very good. Deep Deuce is an old, small, historically African-American community near downtown Oklahoma City that is getting some much needed renovations and new housing and economic base. It is a very nice area and close to work.

I'd better get moving again. Need to pay a few bills before I run upstairs to finish getting ready. (That was just a saying. I don't run upstairs. I tried a few weeks ago in flip-flops and fell. Injured my right shoulder because I was holding onto the handrail. No more attempts at running for D.)