All nighters and cat bereavement

Well, this won't go down as the best weekend in history but it wasn't the worst either. Friday night, Scott said he would probably work late - so I came home and cleaned a little and cooked dinner. Our internet had gone out earlier in the week and we got the cable guy out at our house that afternoon and he said we needed a new modem. So I got that plugged in and we still didn't have internet. So I spent over an hour on the phone with the cable company and the router company (when I thought that was our problem.). I married a computer nerd for a reason - so I wouldn't have to make these phone calls. It was so frustrating when they answered me question after question that I didn't understand until finally the last lady said - "Can you just have your husband call when he gets home?" UGH.
At 8:30 - Scott still was at work so I drove to his office to take him dinner. It was neat to finally see where he works. They have SUCH a neat office. I came home and thought he would be home soon so I watched TV and at 1 a.m. - he STILL wasn't home. So I called him and he said it would be A FEW MORE HOURS! Are you kidding me? So I tried to sleep but I was worried about him and he finally got home at 4:30 in the morrning and we both went to sleep.
Saturday morning I had to get up early and go to the church because the hostess committe had work day at the church. We cleaned out and inventoried our huge closet of table cloths, vases, etc. It was actually pretty fun. Then last night Scott and I were so tired we just ate and went to bed early.
Today was church and I have a funny story from this morning. I was going in to Sunday School this morning and I ran into one of my friends. She said "I am a little sad this morning - you can probably tell - my cat died yesterday". I thought she said "my DAD died yesterday". So I started going on and on "oh my goodness, I'm so sorry" and I hugged her. I asked her if it was unexpected. (I'm sure at this point she either thought I was crazy or that I really really loved cats). (and I HATE cats). So then I said "So did your dad live here?" and she said "My dad? Did I say something about my dad? Why are you asking about my dad?". And I said "didn't your dad die" and she burst out laughing - "no - my CAT". Anyway - I've been laughing about that all day.

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