"Thank you!" I reply. "My husband gave it to me. Hopefully it draws attention away from my eye, " I laugh, then realize how that sounds so I keep going, "for our anniversary...he gave it to me for our anniversary... today is our anniversary... 17 years." (It really is).
She smiles at me and has moved onto the next customer but I can't just leave it like that... "The black eye... it's from my 4 year old." They both look at me. "He was swinging a jacket and the zipper got me just like that," I snap my fingers. I don't think they really cared... or believed me... but I couldn't stop talking. I hate it when that happens.
Anyway, I do have a passport now... it's in Houston... but that's all I know. I have no idea when I will have it but I do know that I will not be flying to Mexico on Monday with my family.
I spent many hours on the phone today and threw myself a roaring pity party... all for a trip that I didn't even want to go on until I couldn't. Geez - Talk about rebellious! Not to mention the fact that it's completely out of my hands at this point... yeah, control issues too.
I've been so upset that I haven't even knit in 2 days.
*Big Sigh* Oh well... since there's nothing I can do, I'm determined to let go and let God. As for my part... I might as well knit!