I had a feeling I wouldn't get out yesterday--but I certainly tried. Jon is in Florida helping his mom after a knee replacement and I was scheduled to join him yesterday. "Ah," I thought. "A few brief days in the Florida sunshine will be all I need to get me through the rest of a particularly dicey Pennsylvania winter." I packed my shorts, sunscreen and running shoes, stopped the mail, engaged the cat sitter, and confirmed my flight.
Unfortunately, the dire weather predictions that were playing in the background this week turned out to be 100% correct. When I got up at 6 AM yesterday, we had 4 inches of snow on the ground and the temperature was 22 degrees. Then it started to rain! What IS it about Pennsylvania that it RAINS when it's 22 degrees? Undaunted, I shoveled the walk, cleared the car, and finished packing. I checked out the online flight info every hour or so and my connecting flight to Charlotte, NC was still OK. Before I took my bag out to the car I checked once more--CANCELLED.
I neglected to mention that while all this was going on, I was in the middle of negotiating a deal for one of our clients, one that required some delicacy. Don't they all?
The happy news is that the deal was struck. The author, the publisher and I are happy. I'll tell you all about it after the contract is signed.
I'm not in Florida, but I'm resigned to that. I'm just thrilled about the deal, happy to have a cozy office in which to work, and loving my cup of hot coffee this morning. Oh, and it's a beautiful day today--bright sunshine and all. Now I just have to figure out how I'm going to deal with my totally frozen sidewalk!
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