Tomorrow Forest and I both have the day off, but I expect we will want to sleep in a lot, and we may still have guests who sleep in, too. Then we promised Michele we would go see her show at Butler U, which is in Indianapolis. Michele in turn wants to show us her town after the show, so we will be up ongodly late again. Then on Sunday Forest and I both have to work at 9 AM, so we will be on the road at 5 AM from Indianapolis and driving straight to work. After work we will be busting back to Eaton Rapids in time for Trick-Or-Treating, and getting together with Kirstin's dad and stepmom and little brother for dinner and all that.
I guess I'm looking forward to this weekend quite a bit, but wish I had been clever enough to schedule in some down-time. I am the queen of overcommitment.
Speaking of which, I have myself booked solid all week next week, too. I work every day until 5. Monday I am going to dinner with a friend, then to Tae Kwon Do club... then I have to give another friend a ride back to Chicago. I will probably be home at about 4 AM. It only gets slightly more sane from there. Oh, maybe I will see if I can get Forest to ride along on that one. Then I can sleep on the way back. Assuming I can relax enough.
I'm not good at letting other people drive me places. I don't think I started out as a control freak, but I think I've grown into it after years of *never* being in the passenger seat. I'm *bad*. I involuntarily brace myself on sharp corners, I hang onto the arms of my seat. At least I'm not a backseat driver, I keep my mouth shut. Well, except when I'm gasping in terror. The car just feels wierd to me when I'm not directly in contact with the steering wheel and the pedals. It doesn't quite seem to touch the ground.
Last night I went out to Lansing to pick Kirstin's Halloween costume up from Jeff. Kirstin of course came along, since she had nowhere else to go, and instantly was absorbed by Alex. They were so thrilled to see each other! I stood in the doorway for several minutes not knowing what to do, and finally was invited in to sit down. I think I stayed for about 30 minutes while the girls played. We talked exclusively about work and theatre. There was no humor, and I could tell he had many other things on his mind, but neither of us wanted to interrupt the girls.
It was obviously arduous for him, but it went better than expected at least. I'm really glad to see that he finally set up his apartment so that it doesn't look half empty anymore. When I moved out at first, everything was exactly where it had been before, so that every single object I had taken with me left some sort of imprint of loss. It was horrible. At least it looks habitable now, and not like he was just robbed. I feel a little better about asking for my desk back out of the basement.
I think I'm going to bail from work early today. After all the extra hours I've been putting in, my boss has been hinting that I should, and I could sure use the time to work on things at home.
Damn. I'm freezing! I think the air conditioner is running.
