I never cracked open my WIP one time this weekend. This is because I had company. My brother and mother came for a visit. This is the first time I’ve seen them since Dad passed, and it was wonderful.
Our daughter is home now, too, so she got to see grandma. These kind of days are getting more and more rare. Having so many adults available at one time, from three different cities, I feel like a bit of luck was involved.
Mom wanted to go to the mall, so my brother and I left them to it. We headed for Old Chicago and drank beer. We limited ourselves to appetizers, because we all planned to go to supper later. Catching up with him was one of the weekend highlights.
Supper was weird. We went to The Cheesecake Factory, and it was not like I’m used to. We were told to expect an hour & forty-five minute wait. Looking around the lobby, we assumed it wouldn’t be nearly that long. We were wrong.
Once we finally got inside, a junior high school aged girl led us to our booth in a virtually empty restaurant. Food was wonderful, as was the company. Service was dismal.
We put two & two together. They don’t have enough staff for their normal weekend crowd. Someone brought their daughter in to help, and she did a good job. It made for a long night, but the company was good.
Everyone has gone back home now. This old introvert is soaking in the silence like a battery takes on a charge. Maybe I’ll be ready for the work week tomorrow.
It was a great weekend, and I don’t regret missing out on writing, researching, or any of the rest. I have one finished MS that I can release at any time. I’ll probably hold it back for October. This means I’m ahead of the game, so if opportunities come along I can take them and not beat myself up for it.
Who knows, maybe I’ll even run to Nevada and visit them sometime this summer.
Hope all of you had great weekends.