My car was repaired perfectly and Belle and I walked over and picked it up at 8:15 am.
That left just enough time (barely) for me to return her home and head to Bikram for the 9 am class. There was a moment where I wondered if showing up 3 minutes before starting was cutting it too close, but it was 100% the right decision.
Returning home, I found my email program once again recalibrating itself and reloading 58,000 emails. [I know this sound preposterous but it ALWAYS happens to me during a transit or a retrograde or a whatever.]
And then … I reached for my phone and couldn’t find it.
A search of the cottage.
A return to the car.
Second search of the cottage.
Second search of the car.
It seems preposterous as well, but the only options were that I somehow left it at Trader Joe’s right before returning home, or that it had been left in the car and someone had taken it during the 15 minutes I’d parked before noticing its absence.
Astonishingly, a trip to Trader Joe’s revealed that I’d somehow left it there.
During the 45 minutes of searching though, I feel I passed a cosmic test of non-panic. I began to recalibrate my life without a phone –– including the fact that I had a client call tomorrow and two prospective client calls as well –– and what that would mean while I waited for various funds transfers. Unlike my usual pattern, I somehow did not attribute it as a sign of Total Disaster.
I think my Trader Joe’s moment was created because I swung by the Safeway to get several bags of ice –– something TJ does not carry –– that were needed to ice the Izze drinks for the book signing at Bow Wow Meow. I never really use a shopping cart but did today and that somehow threw everything off.
Super-generous nap and some calls and emails and then a totally lovely signing.
It would have been quite sad, had not Valerie 2 and Clark and Jonah been there from the start, only to be joined by Rhianon and one of my Bikram teachers Jennifer and even a stranger who happened to be rescuing a chocolate lab and wanted to see if the collar she was buying fit Belle.
Susan joined towards the end and we all went to Ana Nandara for a lovely hang-out/dinner session, soon to be joined by Val, fresh from her first new volleyball league game.
I do have more to say about my moments of Venusian insight earlier in the day –– but not for tonight.
All I feel now is peaceful and sleepy and so glad Belle was once again a star.
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