Weird days...

you know those days where things are just...weird?

we had a dump truck drop off 15 tons of gravel onto our tarped driveway because rockstar hubby is filling our backyard hole in which we will soon have a patio. i'm very excited. but as the truck went forwards with his dumping, the front of his 'dumper' got caught in the hydro wires. thankfully rsh was there to yell at him to stop so he didn't pull the whole thing down. so then rsh donned leather gloves and rubber boots and climbed to the top of the caught 'dumper' and pulled the wires off. i watched carefully with my fingers on the '911' of our telephone. he didn't die.
then we (the family minus dog) went to go look at another house on the water. yes, i know we can't afford a house on the water, and no, we are nowhere even close to moving because, well, it would hurt financially. we've only been in our house for two years. how smart would it be to move? anyway, this house has 180' of riverfront property, plus 360' long to the end of the road. there's plenty of room to build an additional house and my dream-greenhouse. and it's a bungalow. that is weird. the two porches are sadly rotting. there are some strange bugs everywhere (I'm guessing he leaves his porch lights on all night) and the living room is the colour of mustard. not my favourite yellow, but whatever. the bedroom is a honkin L-shape, that steps down and there's no closet. the kitchen is weird, the dining room is weird, weird, weird, weird. and expensive. we're actually debating it...but would he knock 75$ off so we could afford to lift it and put in a walk-out?
then we went to the grocery store and rockstar hubby forgot wallet. he had to go back. then we ran into our favourite bakery-girl, Lisa, and she was shopping. looking very sick. with a shaved head under her hat. oh no. turns out she found a lump three weeks ago and in the past week, it's grown aggressively enough to attack all of her lymph nodes. she needs to undergo 5 operations, plus chemo and radiation. she's 36. i felt sick.
when we got home there was an email waiting for me from 'said' publishing house. they had been late getting back to me due to other book emergencies etc. but she said my revisions were 'seamless' and 'brilliant'. she'll push the book in a few weeks at their meeting and i'll know hopefully by the end of August. so i'm excited, but now i have to wait again. i think i'll start working on the other book for now.

i'm sorry to say that our week's holiday was not as great as expected. it rained every day save two days at the cottage and it was not warm out. rsh had to paint the cottage so it was constantly smelly (for some reason 'tremclad' was purchased to paint wood outside), family did NOT get the 75 subtle hints about wanting to be alone and there was guilt flung mercilessly at us. but the pipolinka and trip to the market was fun.

this saturday i am headed to watertown(down) with my friend to shop. then on sunday i'm off to pembroke for a much needed retreat.
and now i make tofurkey wraps as the gaffer fights off the bad guys.