My schedule was thrown totally out of whack yesterday, just because the tree guys came two hours earlier than I expected. And then they sang Carly Simon’s “You’re So Vain” while they worked.
I never really got back on track. I know that’s more my fault than theirs. I claim to be a “go with the flow” woman who is totally flexible, but it’s not always true. And I still have the lyrics to “You’re So Vain” running through my head.
There’s one good thing, though. The front and back yard look a lot better. There was a blight in our dwarf apple tree, my guy couldn’t mow up close to a couple of the trees because of low hanging branches, one long branch overhung the driveway so two cars couldn’t park side by side, and we had a horrid fast-growing shrub in a tiny corner next to the gate.
The offending tree branches are gone and the shrub will never be seen again.
But yesterday’s schedule was shot. I did finish the laundry, but not until I returned from my writers’ group meeting. I did write this rather short and unimaginative blog post. And I did fix a meal of sorts.
The rest of the time, I aimlessly wandered from tab to tab–this e-mail and that e-mail, Twitter and Facebook, and from one blog post to another. I made a few appointments and looked up a recipe for peach cobbler.
I’ll do better today (as soon as I finish making that peach cobbler).