The Narrative of Kurt & Becky

Today began with me actually waking up on time. Well, more on time than of late. Lately, I’ve been setting my alarm for 6:00, and actually getting up more around 7:15. Today I set my alarm for 6:15, woke up, looked at the time, and then set my alarm for 6:45. Got out of bed at 6:44, showered, dressed, performed my daily hygiene rituals, and was out of the door by 7:15. That’s important because leaving by 7:15 means I get to work before 8. Leaving at 7:30 means I get to work around 8:30. Yay California!

So, at work on time, did some stuff at work, mostly… work. I did do some non-work things like, update my webpage! Yay! Check out my new homepage with redesigned title and sidebars. That motif is now continuous across my wedding and about me pages now. Also, I added some more photos as well.

On my commute home I got a page from work notifying me that our backup ISP circuit went down. So that’s not good, but I can look at it when I get home. About 27 seconds later, I get another page informing me that our main ISP circuit went down. So… okay… wha’ happened? I’m thinking I can check into it when I’m not cruising along at the rate of 440 feet per minute (bonus points to the first one who can tell me what my speedometer was reading at that time). About a minute later I get another notification (at this time I am thinking that this proves the whole place literally falls apart without me), but this one saying the main circuits are back up, and 27 seconds later a final notification that our backups are up. So, I don’t know what was going on, but it’s something I get to look into tomorrow.

But Kurt, what did you do then… ?

Well, I’ll tell ya.

I got to Becky’s house and was greeted enthusiastically. Not over-enthusiastically, but the perfect amount. We were about to go to dinner when the house phone rang and Becky answered it (which is unusual) and lucky she did, because it was Sharon, Becky’s mom. Sharon and Becky had an exchange which was unheard by me. After the phone conversation, Becky told me that we need to go pick her up. Okay. I have no idea what happened to her car, or where she is, or why she would be calling the house phone and not a cell phone, or why Becky picked up the house phone in the first place, but… okay.

Becky and I pile in the car and off we go. On the way Becky fills me in: Sharon car pools at lease three days a week, and today was her day to hitch a ride. Well on days such as this, she drives to her car pool buddy’s house, is driven to work and back, while her car remains at the buddy’s house. Today Sharon also had an appointment with her stylist. The Stylist appointment was at 16:45, so she wanted to leave early as not to be late. Her carpool buddy agreed, and early they did leave (wow, that’s like poetry and Yoda at the same time!). The one thing they forgot was Murphy’s Law. They hit bumper to bumper traffic on the ol’ 405. Seeing that she was going to be late, Sharon insisted that she be dropped off directly at the stylist instead of going back for her car first.

So there you go. Sharon, having finished with her stylist (or, rather, her stylist having finished with her) was stranded and called us to the rescue. After the rescue, we ate at Claim Jumper to celebrate.

Upon arriving at home, Becky and I started our weekly personal couples Bible study while Sharon followed up with some Mary Kay business.

After that, it was swimming at the Beachwalk pool, followed by blogging.

Aiiight.

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