The highlight of this past weekend was yesterday when we lost power for an hour. Right as I went to cook dinner, the lights flashed and died. PerfectHusband nearly had a coronary as he was working on the computer on his big project that will be presented this week. Luckily nothing was lost. As we cooked dinner on the grill, the inside temperature climbed above 80. Immediately my irritation gauge went to high and it seems to have carried over to this morning.
Lately I am am in holding pattern. I am waiting for my new job to begin. I am waiting to leave for vacation (hurray!). All this waiting makes it difficult for me to enjoy now. I feel like I get less done now when I have more time than I did when I was working. Enough whining . . . will write when less irritable.