Just got this note from my boss (subject line: “Heavy Heavy Sigh”):
Due to circumstances beyond my control, I have to postpone our meeting next week. I apologize, but I can assure you that I have no choice. I will follow-up later to reschedule.
Which means …
Now, alas, having that meeting postponed throws a bunch of other plans all higgledy-piggledy, and it’s (from a work standpoing) a real let-down and PITA.
But from a personal standpoint?
Feeling much more Serene.
(And, yes, I already checked with Doyce to make sure the tickets were still un-given-away — the ‘Verse couldn’t be that cruel. And I called Margie, too. But after I called Doyce. Sorry, Love.)
Caper! Frolic!
Huzzah!
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The ‘verse loves ya, Dave. I’m very, very happy for you. Me, I’ll be in Chicago watching with a young friend of mine (I call him mini-me). I wish I’d bought more tickets, but who knew they’d sell out so fast!
Aw, that’s great! You are indeed blessed by the ‘verse. Arrrrgh. And I’ll be at home that night, wondering if everyone else is having a good time downtown. Even if we had tickets, it would be a major pain getting downtown and back, since we don’t have our own Firefly-class ship.