My life seems to be in array this week. There was disarray last week, for certain. Lots of contractors milling about, removing things, moving things and installing things. I flew to Alexandria, Virginia and back. And I discovered a new sport that should be in the Olympics.
The contractors repaired a French drain that was less than a year. The original didn’t move water anywhere. Instead, it collected it underground like there was a coming drought and our side yard would be the place the world would come for water. The new drain is supposed to move all that water to wherever water is supposed to go, so my fingers are crossed.
On my flight to Virginia, the flight attendant asked if I would be willing to help in the event of an emergency. I said yes and asked if an emergency did not occur, would I be responsible for creating one? She asked me to move to a row where she could keep a better eye on me. Luckily, no emergencies occurred, and I remained well behaved the rest of the trip.
Okay, that’s not true. The rest of the flight maybe. But later in the trip I was on a river tour of the Potomac, and we went by the Watergate Hotel! I must have forgotten to use my inner voice because I said, “I’ve always wanted to check-in there wearing a ski mask and some rope over my shoulder.” There was a couple from Wisconsin sitting next to me up until that point. They moved to the other side of the boat.
I made it back to Indiana without being institutionalized and managed to get to the pool before it closes for the year. My wife and neighbor were floating around and that’s when inspiration hit. Synchronized floating! Just like senior golf, retired synchronized swimmers could lay on rafts with a cocktail in one hand and a Danielle Steele novel in the other. They would have to perform routines while Yacht Rock plays in the background.
Overall, it was a good week. And probably the biggest thing that happened was getting Tales From a Roundabout, Volume 4 sent off for final edits! Next week I’ll start the next book, and it will be more disarray. But, it’s more fun that way, don’t you think?
Carry on, Citizens!
