One Day at a Time

The inspiration and creativity are lacking this week. The drama however is in full force. It wouldn't be a proper week in this drama-queen's life without this heavy dose of summer-drama. Do things just happen in bigger waves in the summer months because every one is on fire from this heat? or the Canadian wildfires are impairing our common senses? How do they expect me to work this week after everything I have just gone through. I need about 3 weeks just to process these moments. this will be a costly month in the "self-help" department - gotta get my shrink on the line, my therapist, my ex-boyfriend, my stylist, my skin care specialist... 

One Day At A Time. my husband keeps reminding me. So what happened, exactly? ... 

It all started with a well-known celebrity's kid having a mini temper tantrum, that only the very entitled, very privileged know how to have. Why this is even relevant to my life is because this kid showed up unannounced (read: without notice) and set up shop at his daddy's house...the house we were scheduled to stay at for the week we were in town. This was a business trip (leisure came second). 

The night before we were planning to come up - we were informed that this celebrity-spawn just got into town with his staff and had no plans of leaving. A call to his daddy-dearest proved fruitless because he used the classic line "i paid a lot of money for that house, figure it out!"

But one day at a time, right?

So in total panic and crisis-mode, we went through the rolodex. paging doctor 1-800-realtor 9-1-1. we need housing asap. and the housing must accommodate one married couple, one au pair, one mother's helper, one toddler who is the work of 37 toddlers, and all of the toddler's luggage. we each need our own bathroom. and the primary suite has to be away from the toddler's room. and it has to be new construction, south of the highway. an office facing east. There were more criteria that had to be met but you get the point. This was not a simple situation....and the clock was ticking. and my mind was racing. and then my throat started feeling sore. of course that is exactly what i needed during this chaos.

i cant even get into the details of how it happened but someone who sails with someone my husband knows graciously gave us their home for however many days we needed it. my husband solves all my problems and i love that. Will continue to update as this week unfolds and the drama implodes...

xoxo

elyvas