In The Nick of Time

Last night, post-frisbee was meant for homework- Nothing else. An important paper due Tuesday- must do work. After a pretty non-social weekend dealing with mini-crises around here, I was tired of the house and lonely for outside interaction. But I was ready to forge on, I was expecting the usual quiet Sunday evening.

So at the end of a great frisbee game (which was pretty fun), we decided to head to the bar during a weak moment. In a great moment of serendipity I ended up in a really fun conversation with some old and some new friends. It was so great we ended up there for longer than just a beer- I mean conversation was flowing. I found a fellow lover of movies at the Riverview and was invited to join. Homework, what homework? I can whip out a paper in no time.

I returned home with new resolve to really do my work. That was, until I got the message on the machine that my mom wanted to drop off something for the kitchen, and oh, by the way would John and I like to meet our niece?

Once the baby was gone, I settled into the couch with the laptop ready for the some crunched, but very serious work time. Unsuspectingly I answered the door to realize that home-improvement guru and recently engaged (!) friend was there to advise on the basement. We talked basement and weddings. It was so fun to catch up it totally made the work I was NOT doing worth it.

Normally, I am not a procrastinator. But the stars were aligned last night. There was to be no work done, only a reminder of the wonderful people I am surrounded by and the great way that just when you really need something: it happens. Even getting my paper done tonight!