Oh, I’m getting so tired of drama!

I told y’all a couple of days ago that my cat had gone AWOL. I seriously believed she was dead, eaten by coyotes, and I have been weeping and carrying on like a lunatic. I haven’t been able to think or do my work. My neighbors hate me, because I’ve been walking the streets at 2:00 in the morning calling for the cat.

If Momma cain’t sleep, ain’t nobody gonna sleep.

Then, my husband stepped into the garage and saw a flash of gray streak past him! Houdini was still in the garage! That didn’t mean that all was well. If you think it did, you have obviously never seen our garage.

I told you this cat only hunkers down when she is frightened. In my garage, there is a lot of junk behind and under which to hunker! We couldn’t coax her out; and half the time couldn’t even locate her. We weren’t even sure it was Houdini (could have been a rat or an opossum). We put a live trap in the garage, with food inside, but she wouldn’t even come out of hiding for food!

This could have gone on forever!

BUT, I had a brilliant idea. I got Eric to use the leaf blower in the garage hoping to frighten her toward the door to the house. It worked! When she finally dashed across the garage to hide under another workbench, we used flattened boxes to wall off the rest of the garage. Finally, we were able to trap her, and oh my word she was trembling.

Now, she is safe and sound, and enjoying having The Big Guy brush her.

Many thanks to ALL of you who expressed your kind concern!

Now, it hasn’t just been the drama of the cat and the plumbing that has gotten me going crazy lately. I have a grant proposal that has to be postmarked on the 31st. It’s for the Texas Commission on the Arts (because I’m on the Touring Artist Roster). I have been on the roster since 1997, but every two years we have to jump through hoops.

I had a dvd of a performance that I thought I would be able to edit on my computer (there are about 10 of us performing on this, and I didn’t want to show everyone else!). I’ve been pulling my hair out. Finally, I called Marc Herbst at the Panhandle House. It’s a wonderful recording studio here in Denton. I’ve used them before to record some stories. I told him, “I know that poor planning on my part does not constitute an emergency on yours, but could you help me, pretty please?” Oh, the man is magic! Thank you Marc!

It’s not the best video in the world, but he managed to clip it and make it look much better. Now, if we could just remove that crying baby from the video…

But, the grant is ready, and I can breathe again.

Only now I have to drive to Beaumont tomorrow to work! Did any of you read about how exciting business travel is? I told y’all about the motel where I will be staying.

Drama.

Oh, well. It’s bloggable. Is that a word?