The Schedule

The clipboard with the schedule on it was carried for hours today. It was written upon and

chatted about and retyped. It spent the whole day with me. I read and discussed it dozens of times. With dozens of people. My "to do" list grew longer and longer as each hour passed and I spent time on the schedule but on nothing else. I think in the end most people liked it. It's hard to make everyone happy about a schedule, but that's what I try to do.

When I got home this evening I was pleased to see that our new netflix flix had arrived. As you undoubtedly know, I just got netflix very recently. I picked up the red envelope and ripped it in half to get at the dvd. That's when I remembered that the red envelope is the container for returning the dvd and that ripping it in half could be called an error. Husbandman was not supportive when I showed him what I had done. When I told him I felt badly about destroying the netflix envelope, he basically said, "Yeah, that's a big problem. Why'd you do that?"

Why can't people support me? Is that asking so much?