Playing Hookie

My life is filled to the brim with stuff to do.  Every second of every day is scheduled with something I should be doing.  So, when plans fall through it's like a small gift from God.  Such was this morning's beginning....
I got up this morning and went jogging hard core with the dog at 7 am.  Just me and Pepper pounding the pavement this morning with my tunes blasting for about 20 minutes.  I came home to find Jesse still in bed, my boys dressed and ready for breakfast.  Well I take that back, Frank was dressed, Ollie couldn't find his pants.  I made breakfast for the boys and me while Jesse got ready.  With everyone eating I bounded up the stairs and hopped into the shower.  After a great hot shower with no little heads poking in to check my progress, I got dressed.  Jesse's plans were to take Frank to preschool and Ollie with him to the gym.  I was on my way to North County this morning to pick up some studio equipment.  As I finished blow drying my hair and painting my face I decided to call the gentleman I was going to pick up the equipment from to be sure he was there.  No answer.  So I called his daughter, who is my friend, and asked if her Dad was home today.  Nope, he would be in Laguna Hills.  Hmmm, so what is a girl to do with over three hours of scheduled time and no where to go?
I decided to get in my car anyway and be inspired.  I went to downtown La Mesa where a bridal boutique is.  I had some business to discuss with the owner but it was before ten so all of the stores were closed except a few cafes.  I went down the street to a great little place that sells top notch gellato.  And why not?  As I sat at the table letting the cold sweetness melt in my mouth I enjoyed the moment of empty, unplannedness (is that a word?).  After consuming the decadent tiramisu/peanut butter cup combo I made my way back down to the bridal boutique.  Sparrow's Bridal Boutique on La Mesa Blvd.  Laura, the owner and I, are working on a couple of bride series photos to put in her shop.  I am so excited.  After talking business I looked at my phone...10:20!
I texted my pregnant sister Erin and asked if I could drop by (I was like 3 minutes from her house).  I came over and found out that Erin had a big problem.  She had a nasty smell in her kitchen and she couldn't find it and get rid of it and it made her sick to open the fridge and..... Ladies, does this sound like any of you pregnant?  I jumped off the couch and ran to the kitchen.  I pulled everything out of the fridge, found the culprit, destroyed it/ dumped it down the sink, and wiped down the fridge.  Erin could finally walk into the kitchen again.  Now all she needed was Submarina:)  I told her I would go get it.  My sweet sister, still in her first trimester, started to cry.  "Thank you for taking care of me."  she sobbed.  Silly husbands, they just don't understand:)  After lunch with Erin I decided I had played hookie long enough.  Back to the schedule regimented life but boy what a great vacation.