Don’t you wish you had my life?

The expensive car across the street that the owner refuses to park in his garage has an equally expensive, hyper-sensitive alarm system. It goes off at the drop of a hat. Or the drop of a pin.

6am — the car alarm has been going off for 15 minutes. Foul oaths in Spanish are hurled out of various windows, along with shoes and bottles. Nobody comes.

7am — someone finally comes to turn the alarm off.

8:15 — the alarm goes off again.

9:00 — someone turns it off. I pray for battery death. Working is a joke. Good thing this is my day “off.”

10am — (Can you guess?) the alarm goes off… again. Two men arrive to work on the electrical system in my house because everytime I use the microwave I get mildly electrocuted. This probably explains a few things about me.

11am — Car alarm is squalling again, but I’m in the shower. My head feels like an anvil. But onward! I have errands to run.

11:55 — the husband asks me to bring him back some food because he’s supervising the workmen (ie playing Drake’s Fortune on PS3. Thanks, Bettie Sharpe!)

12:20pm — I’m still sitting in the gas line at the station. Naturally, I picked the side with only one working pump. I am praying the car won’t run out of gas before I get there.

12:45 — I’m at FedEx trying to remember how to pronounce “Y” in Spanish because I’m overnighting a book to a reader; her ARC was lost in the mail, so I want to make it up to her.

1:00 — I’m at Subway and there’s only one guy running the whole place. It’s empty when I walk in, and then WHOOSH, suddenly there’s a crowd jostling behind me. The old lady right next to me in line could use a mint. She also has a terrible hacking cough.

1:30 — I check on the special order for the custom designed necklace (part of my prize package in the Grimspace Juggernaut). That will be ready after 5 today. But Tete doesn’t want me to get out quickly; she’s a family friend, so it means lots of smooching on cheeks and talking in Spanish. My head still hurts, and I’m having more trouble than usual following. My side of the conversation consists of “Si” and “bien.”

2pm — I’m back home, delivering sandwich, cookies and soda. Workman are still hammering and the animals are agitated, meowing, barking. Only the turtle is quiet. I set to answering emails, visiting blogs where I’m featured, and parceling up prizes to be mailed tomorrow.

2:30 — car alarm, again. I want to hurt someone.

3:28 — the cat sounds like he’s being run through a juicer, so I finally go see what is ailing the whiny bastard. He’s gotten his foot stuck in the toilet somehow. Perhaps it’s something to do with the bird sitting on the top shelf in my guest bathroom. Ok, WTF? BIRD? WHY is there a bird in my bathroom?! I free the cat and scream for my husband.

3:30 — my husband shoos the bird, which flies around the house, bangs into walls and windows, exciting the dog and cats who are giving chase, barking and meowing at the same time. Dog knocks me down, bird flies out open door, and the cat has been whining in disappointment ever since. Now I have a damp, sullen toilet-smelling cat who hates baths.

3:32 — now that the alarm has finally been shut off (or the battery ran down) the cat won’t stop meowing.

Soon, I have to pick up the kids and then, more errands. I can tell you’re all jealous.

Happy black friday

I hope all of you are enjoying your day off. It’s business as usual around here. I made a roast chicken, homemade stuffing and corn on the cob last night. We ate off the good china and drank from wine glasses. The kids seemed to get a kick out of it.

But it’s hard to celebrate a holiday that isn’t a holiday. This has been a tough week. I’m happy to report that the Tuesday night run to the hospital wasn’t as bad as we thought, and my daughter’s doing fine. But I’m frazzled.

Because I don’t feel up to a lengthy blog entry, I’m just gonna post this. The cover flats came in the mail this week (yay!) and I did the best I could with our scanner. Click on the pic for a better look. It’s even better in person, soooo glossy and shiny.

Pretty cool, huh?

Have a great weekend, and don’t forget my monthly contest on the loop. We’re talking about books, as usual, and if you’re not a member of my Google group, you’re missing out. Join here!

what a long, strange day it has been

If you’ve never tried to coordinate vacation plans with people who live halfway across the world and are in no real hurry to get back to you regarding what they’re doing and when, while racing against the ever-increasing fares, then you have no idea what my day has been like. See, the closer we get to Christmas, the more it’s going to cost to go anywhere. And we’re apparently going to Cancun.

So here I go, researching this and checking that, comparing flight times, fleet of planes, safety record, service, price, and god only knows what else. I killed most of yesterday doing this, and the bulk of today as well. I’m happy to report I booked a super cheap fare on an obscure airline that has an excellent safety and service record. No, I’m not going to tell you the name of it because then you’ll overload them with your travel plans, and I won’t be able to get the super cheap rates when I want them!

I’m gonna be logging some serious miles between Dec 29 and January 7. You don’t want to know. I don’t even want to know, and I’m gonna be doing the traveling. The good news is, that between Dec 31 and Jan 6, I’ll be kicking back in Cancun. That’s a great way to usher in the New Year. With all the legwork I did putting this trip together, I’ve earned the break.

What are your holiday plans? Have you even thought about it yet?