Pocketful of Memory Cards

I spent an frustrating hour trying to organize menus, arrange a pick up of something I'd ordered for our holiday, talk to voicemails and try to iron out details over the internet. It seemed like roadblocks were set up at every task.  After frantically running from the bathroom to the ringing phone my infusion site for my insulin pump was nearly pulled out of my body when the line got caught on the door knob.  It was then I realized that it was time to slow down. "Enough already, I give up!"  I shouted.  I stuck my head out the sliding door to the deck and announced to Reg "We're going to the beach!"  There's something about sitting and looking at the water that does wonders for my peace of mind.  

This was the view of the lake from Mission Ridge at 8:00 a.m.  Thank goodness I had this beautiful image to help me fill the well before I drained it running from one thing to the next for the rest of the day.   Felt like I was shot out of a cannon after my shower this morning....First stop: the dog park where Pitou romped with Jesse and Theo, and my father-in-law chatted up Charlene.  Headed back home to make some phone calls to arrange some errands followed by a rush to meet someone to drop off a  piece of music for transcription, then on to Wentworth to pick up sheet music and my father-in-law bought a new turntable. A quick back track to a guitar player's office to drop off a different CD and some sheet music.  Chatted for few minutes with Dave and Lisa, then Sudden Realization:  Dad is waiting in the car!   Off to Extra Foods for the dry goods, onwards to Don-O-Ray for fruit and veggies.  Needed some pickling cukes but wasn't happy with th...