Today I had a little adventure.
I was up, I was doing stuff, but around noon or so I fell asleep. At 5:21 my friend called to tell me she was on her way to pick me up. We were going to Furman to see Shane Claiborne speak. I'll blog about that later. It was great and deserves its own posting, but this one isn't it.
I wasn't dressed and I hadn't put my clothes in the drier so I ran back there, telling myself to calm down... and Mom had put them in the drier! They were all dry and ready to go! Yay for Mom!
So I was ready to go and we got to Greenville smoothly, met up with my friend's friend and listened to it, attended a reception afterwards, talked to a nice Furman girl, went to Wendy's, and then started home...
And got lost.
We left Wendy's around 10. I live about an hour from Furman. We got to my house at 12:45. My poor friend has to be at work, which is about 20 minutes from my house and half an hour from hers, at 8. Her house is about 40 minutes from mine.
She was just too tired to go home.
So she's sleeping in my driveway! I'd let her in, but I can't. So I got her a blanket and I'm bringing her out breakfast instead.
So right this minute she's snoozing, in her car, in my driveway. I hope her back doesn't hurt too much when she wakes up. I'm actually pretty tired myself, but I'm trying not to fall asleep until after 7 or so, when she's happily on her way to work. Meanwhile I'm tidying up, catching up on the shows I DVRed while we were out (Monday is the best tv night currently) and, obviously, blogging.
There's some other stuff going on too. I'm starting to maybe crush on a guy.
More on all that later. Right now blogging is too sedate an activity to keep me awake.