Aww, that sucks, Kat. It's hard to balance.
Today's second run into town was basically all fail. Well, I got the deposit made. But I called the propane company at 3:57 and got their answering service telling me they close at 4:00. I KNOW! So I have to call on the dot tomorrow at 7:00 when they open and hope to sneak in on the Tuesday delivery. If that fails, then I have to go back to the bank and take the cash back out I just put in to go buy firewood.
Then I went to the post office, where I found my Blue Cross statement and new cards, finally. I called them at 4:57 to pay them, but got voicemail saying they closed at 5:00. I KNOW! So I have to call them tomorrow and trust that they're as good as their word which said that we'd have until mid-month to pay the first premium even though we are theoretically covered by the new policy as of tomorrow. Which I hope is true because we are theoretically lapsed from the old policy as of tonight.
Then tomorrow I have to cover classes alone. The SO is headed to Kansas to record on a super seekrit project that I am so excited for him about. Wow, grammar. Anyway, if it pans out the way I think it might, it might a) put him on the same record as some fairly large names in our side of the industry and b) mean royalties for the family who has supported us for years and only stopped when they ran out of royalties. And then he's sticking around for the weekend to promote at another screening of the movie and to speak at our supporting church.
Which is all great. But means that the last week of promoting before this totally other concert we're throwing next Monday will now all fall to me. I hate promoting! Dave is good at motivating people to come to shows. I am good at making sure the shows are kickass. But I don't have any tech to run this show other than clearing the stage, and the hospitality is minimal. So I just need to spend my week running around taking care of getting people there; flyers, church speaking, newspaper, maybe radio if I'm lucky. So I just have to make sure I'm off my ass and doing it.
I would rather take naps.
Anyway, since this whole day ended up kerfucked, I opted for a Guinness instead of the hot cocoa.