Friday, March 31, 2006

I need a meal plan

I've been at home all day. I went to bed last night before midnight and got up about 10:00, expecting to spend the majority of my day catching up on mandatory reading. I'm still feeling the effects of this past week's procrastination, and I don't intend to re-live that episode anytime soon. So I made up my mind that I was going to be caught up going into next week and had every intention of doing just that.

Despite my plan, my day has generally been consumed with phone calls and emails. I've called or received calls from five different co-workers today. My wife has called. Two of my brothers have called. And one of my buddies has called. Twice. When I haven't been on the phone, I've been emailing people within my department. Between trying to coordinate the schedule for the Writing Center during the summer (which is actually becoming finalized due to my efforts over the past week) as well as conversing with folks about EGAD (our English graduate organization of which I have assumed power), it's been a busy fucking day. So busy in fact that lunch didn't happen until about 2:30 and amounted to two corn dogs which I shared with my son. So much for getting shit done.

My wife and children will be leaving for Wichita Falls this evening due to her grandmother's recent fall and hospitalization. She's a really sweet lady, but I think I'll pass on a weekend of sitting around there with the in-laws. With that in mind, I've had several options open up for me this weekend, and I'm currently trying to figure out what I'll be doing. First of all, Sinthia called (it's got a good ring to it, doesn't it?) and wanted to gather some of the troops for a get-together after this asswhip of a week. It sounds like a good idea. T has already made plans with the love of his life, so he's out, but I think E and A-train are good to go. The Goose is currently AWOL, and by now we're all getting the sense that he just doesn't want to consume mass quantities of alcohol with us anymore. Perhaps the Little Rock trip was a little too much for him. I can only assume that one of the other three on the trip may have gotten a little handsy with him and made him a little uncomfortable. I just hope it wasn't me.

My oldest brother called and requested help texturing the walls at his newly-acquired house. I told him I might try to get out there tomorrow to show him how to do it. Still not decided about that, though.

My buddy wants to get together and watch cars turn left on Sunday, though I think he would probably have liked to get together sooner to drink some beer. That could still happen.

My other brother has been confined to his house since his wife wrecked her car. She's had his truck, leaving him bored and under house-arrest for the last two weeks. I should probably rescue him sometime this weekend. If not, I'm afraid I'll stop by for a visit and he'll be wearing an apron and eye-shadow due to the constant stress of the ever-changing power dynamic within his home.

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