scotch tape and safety pins

I had to give a provider training in Albany last Friday. I needed something to wear, but I had been very busy and didn't start looking for something until Thursday. I went to the company stores. I found some slacks, top and a jacket. I wondered if the pants were too short, I asked the clerk if she thought the pants were too short, of course she said no they were just right. So I decided to get them. Then I started looking for shoes. I thought that since the pants were on the shorter side I needed shoes without heels. I found a pair at one store, bought them, but wasn't a hundred percent sure about them. Went to another store and found the shoes that I wanted, so I took the first pair back. Went home tried on the outfit, decided that the pants were too short and I didn't like the top. I had 1/2 hour till closing, so off I went. I traded the pants and top for different ones. Now the pants are too long. I ran to the shoe store returned the second pair and got ones with heals. I still had to work on my presentation. So worked on that til 12:00AM. I thought I better tack my pant legs up and go to bed. Do you think I could find a needle. Of course not, so you guessed it scotch tape and safety pins. Talk about working under pressure.

A black hole

Yesterday was my sister's 41st wedding anniversary. I knew that she could very well be having a very bad day. I told everyone that had talked with her that it was her anniversary and that she was probably not having a good day. However, I forgot to tell one very important person, I forgot to talk to her about her day. It seemed that I was in a black hole, which paled in comparison to the black hole that she must have been in, I couldn't seem to dig my way out. I don't imagine that even the test of time will repair the hurt. I hope that she realizes that it was not intentional.