Robert Burns once wrote:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men,
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
(The best laid schemes of Mice and Men
oft go awry,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!)
My stepson is getting married in October in Florida. I ordered my dress in February while we were visiting him and his fiance. I was proud of myself for getting this task done so soon! I like to get things done early.
It didn’t arrive in July as expected, nor in August. “Don’t worry!” The good ladies at the bridal shop told me. “You have plenty of time! We do this all day long!”
It finally showed up on Saturday.
Then I had to find undergarments. This sounds simple to most people, but I live in rural Washington state. I’m not exactly around the corner from a mall. Worse, I have to drive on a floating bridge to to said mall an hour away, and the bridge is now undergoing repairs. It’s either closed or down to one lane, creating lengthy traffic delays.
I ordered something from Amazon, but it didn’t fit and had to be returned. I ordered again and thankfully, had better luck the second time.
Now I need to get the dress altered. “We should be okay,” she says…but we’ll see. It feels like one delay after another.
In a world filled with poverty, a looming climate crisis, and political folderol, I realize these are, as they say, “first world problems.” I’m not ungrateful for my life…it’s just been one of those weeks.
I’m revising What She Knew for a spring 2016 release. It sounds like plenty of time, but it really isn’t, with all the editing, proofreading, and formatting that has to be done in time to get it in reviewers’ hands three months before the release date. I’ve chosen the end of March to make it eligible for a number of contests. I was making great progress last week on revisions, proud of my organizational skills.
Then I got pinkeye.
I woke Saturday morning with a red eye and blurred vision. I decided it was allergies and ignored it. The next day I was worse…and couldn’t read at all. Off we went to the walk-in clinic. I have eye drops now and am on the mend, but I lost a few days’ work time in the process. Even now, when I put the drops in, I have to take a break until my vision clears.
This, I know, is just life. Stuff happens all the time. The best we can do is march forward and keep our sense of humor. It’s just one of those weeks.