No breaks

Annie and I were up early yesterday morning. We had to be at Best Buy to have one of my Christmas presents installed - Santa Claus had brought me a remote start system for my vehicle and apparently, he's not mechanically inclined, so the guy at Best Buy had to fill in for Santa and do the installation. At 7 in the morning. Meh.

During the process of installation Annie and I went to breakfast, Kohl's, and ultimately, home, to await the call to retrieve my chariot. That call came at about 11am, and so we returned to Santa's sub-contractor's workshop and picked it up. And then took it right back because it didn't work properly. Meh. Another hour wasted, waiting for the redo and trying NOT to spend a fortune while I wandered through Best Buy, eyes glazed in amazement at all the wonderment there.

Finally, it was done. And properly so. Except as I was driving home I noticed a squeaking sound as I applied my foot to the brakes and I knew, beyond a doubt, it was time to make a stop on the way home, at the local Merlin's Muffler and Brake Shop. Another hour and a half wasted - and way more money than I wanted to spend. Meh.

By this time it was after 2 (I ate lunch) and I was glad to finally head home to do things that I wanted to do. Of course, when I got home there was a home theater system to be installed - a gift from three cherubs acting as Santa's elves (#1, #2 and #3 sons). And of course, when it came time to do the install, everybody had disappeared. Meh.

I got done with the home theater thing around 8 or so. I sat back for a while to enjoy my handiwork and then realized, of course, that it was way too late in the day to start any of the things that I wanted to do, yesterday. Another day gone. Meh.

Yesterday was a day I caught no breaks.

We approach the end of the month and we still need to drive traffic into Zoeyjane's site to drive up the contribution she will be able to make, at the end of the month, to charity. So click in and build the trafiic - read the next paragraph and click.

Zoeyjane of Mommy is Moody is DOING something. She is donating all the revenue from her advertisements on her site, for this month, to To Write Love On Her Arms. Go to Zoeyjane's site and read This Post. She gets paid by 'Impressions'. Just going there helps. Click on her ads - and help more. Click through to To Write Love On Her Arms and see what they do. Just doing that will help, too. This paragraph is going to appear at the end of each post, each day until the end of the month. As a reminder. Just click through. And help. Save the women and men and boys and girls that don't need to live without love, that don't need to suffer addiction and depression, that don't need to die.

Ndinombethe.

"As I go, I am wearing you".

All of you.

Thank you, Tash, for teaching this to me.