I did have a plan…

Mountain Man, (Otherwise known as my husband.) went away for a week and a half with some of his friends to a conference.  This was a good thing for me.

I had lots of plans for crafts, and autumn cleaning, tea parties, day trips to places he doesn’t like to go like costume and oddity shops and such things.  And blogging, blogging, blogging.

This of course did not happen.  Because I had a plan.

What you need to know is that if I make plans, the universe laughs and spits in my face.

1. So my beloved, best pal of mine, dog got all mental and suddenly was scared of me.  He wouldn’t listen and ran from my presents.  Trembled and collapsed when I spoke to him.  Wouldn’t even eat if I was in the room.  Very strange as I did nothing to or around him for this to happen.

I had to take much time reprogram him to trust me again.

2. My heart started to act up due to a stomach thing that messed my electrolytes.

No driving for a few days.

3. I opened my mail to find a letter from one of my health care services telling me that they were hacked and my info was stolen.

No end of time in finding out if this was in fact true and getting ID protection.

4. The radiator in the car died.

Still further no driving, or shopping, or getting out in the real world.


Mountain Man is home now happy and relaxed from his get away.

I have a cold in my head.  The dog is fat and happy from being over fed treats.  And I still need my vacation.

But I'm back to my regular real life.  I’m canning vegetables from the garden, getting to the autumn cleaning around Mountain Mans activities, exercising the dog, and blowing my red sore nose.  Cough! Wheeze!

Next time he goes away I’m not making any plans.  And who knows I just might enjoy the heck out of it.  Its happened before.