Who in their right mind schedules a meeting at 9 AM on a Saturday morning?
I live in a neighborhood run by a home owners association. It's a nice place.. fairly quiet and private. It helps that my house is the only house on the street, and its a short dead-end street. Most seem to forget that my house is here. I like that.
My accounting firm does the bookkeeping for the homeowners association, plus keep track of dues and pays the bills. As such, I get invited to the monthly board meetings. Usually these are at night, but for some reason this one was scheduled on a Saturday morning.
Normally, I am asleep at this time. This is my only day to sleep in, so I try to take advantage of it. I woke up today just in time to get ready, and get to the meeting. It's only a little way from the house, but out of habit I got in the car and drove. When I told Catalina I drove, she gave me a hard time about it. I probably should have walked, but I was half asleep and not really thinking about that. Cat walks just about everywhere. Which is why she is skinny and I... well, I am not.
Got to the meeting, and no coffee or donuts. I was disappointed. An early morning meeting with no donuts or coffee? Ugh... The meeting lasted over 2 hours before my part was done. The rest were still going at it when I went back home and went back to bed.
Maybe I am the only one who feels like this about Saturday mornings.....
