The first adventure that happened was that I found out one morning last week that we were going to have a house-guest, and by the evening I had grabbed some things and made my way through the snowy streets to a friend’s house to stay so that we would all be a little more comfortable.
I think that was Tuesday. The next day I had a head cold and between that and getting accustomed to my new surroundings, felt a little bewildered.
Thursday was an almost normal day, and so on through the weekend.
Meanwhile, a new week began and I was thinking about two details:1) My FBI report, which hadn’t made its appearance yet. 2) An upcoming trip to Estonia that I hadn’t quite figured out.