So, I ask myself...why did I go home?

Some of you probably noticed the lack of posting, I was in California visiting my oldest daughter and while I tried to do a bit of blogging on my local blog as far as keeping up with some of the media releases/breaking news type stories, I was taking a semi-break from blogging since I was spending time with her.

Last night I left San Francisco Airport at 9:40 California time and arrived at Detroit Metro Airport at 5:00 a.m.; yes, the red-eye. Normally I'd sleep but things were a bit turbulent (perhaps a warning as to what was to come?) and I had some guy behind me who kept kicking my seat as well as one in front of me who snored almost as loud as my husband. Since it was only a little over a four hour flight I decided to just stay awake and keep reading, so I finished two books during the flight.

My friend Kate came to pick me up, you find out who really loves you when it comes to asking them to pick you up at the airport that early in the morning. We had a nice drive back to Toledo, stopped and got some McDonald's and I had visions of getting home, hugging my husband before he went to work and then going to bed.

The hug happened, then I learned the washing machine broke yesterday, no one knows why. Okay, fine I told myself, I'll deal with that later, I was going to sleep. Then I started getting text messages from daughter number four, she wasn't feeling well and wanted to come home. The next two hours were used waiting for daughter number 3 to call me back so I could have her go pick up her sister from school. Since I knew I couldn't sleep until that was resolved, I transcribed a City Council meeting for my other blog and headed downstairs to see if I could fix the washer. It was full of water and won't drain, so I headed out to the garage to get a piece of hose to siphon off some of the water.

Imagine my surprise to discover one of my cats in the garage, not looking like he was in good shape. My cats are not outdoor cats, they are indoor cats. It looked like he had been outside for some time...I called my husband who knew nothing about the cat even missing.

I then discovered when daughter number three finally called me that daughter number 4 for some strange reason in this cold weather we had here in Ohio had the screen for her window up and opened the window. The cat fell out of the window and neither one bothered to a) try to collect the cat or b) tell my husband that the cat was outside.

It should be pointed out that both daughters number 3 and 4 were previously considered bright, now of course I question that description.

Hopefully the cat will be okay, a trip to the vet is on the schedule for today. I plan to nail the screen shut so that daughters 3 & 4 can no longer demonstrate their lack of common sense. The washer is under warranty so I'll have the joy of dealing with a repair man and perhaps at some point today I'll actually get some sleep...

Or say the hell with it and go back to California where life was so much more stress free...

:-)