The Best Laid Plans.....

The best laid plans and all.......Gary had a doctor's appt this morning and was gone when I woke up. I showered, dressed in my 'stay at home' clothes, then called the clinic to make an appt about my swollen feet and lower legs. Well...on hold for about 10 minutes, then cut off from talking to the nurse. I waited a bit for her to return the call (she had asked for my phone number), but she didn't so I called again. On hold for 30 minutes with no response, and Gary was home, so I hung up. I figured all of the people who were sick from NYEve and Day were calling in so they were super busy. We ate breakfast, then were heading to the basement (under the kitchen/dining room) to sort through the Christmas stuff to get rid of what we didn't need any more. H and B and the kids came. They picked up the fire truck for Owen and were heading to the fire station so he could ride it around on concrete and the other two kids could use their scooter things they got for Christmas. Did we want to come? Change clothes for me. Off to the fire station at 10:30. Lunch from a local place, carry out, eaten in the first station committee room. Home at 2:00. Karen and Clay were here (Gary's sister and her husband that we travel with) and the garage door was open. She had an appt with the radiologist and they stopped to pick up all of our Amazon boxes to use for packing for their move to their new condo (another long story). As we were sitting around the table catching up on the two doctors' appts and my lack of one, H and B and the kids come to return the fire truck to the Party Barn. They all come in and stand/sit around catching up on our trip and the doctors' appts and my lack of scheduling one. Before they could leave, in pulls Megan and the kids. Cooper needed a haircut, I made the appt, and I was taking him. Eventually H and B and kids left, K and C, left, then Megan went to Sam's Club and Meijer while Cooper and I went for the haircut and Lynnlee stayed with Gary. When Cooper and I returned, Megan was still gone and the kids were hungry so we fixed them dinner, then Megan ate when she returned, and finally they left after they ate. Gary asked if I still wanted to go to the basement and go through Christmas boxes. At 7:30? No.

Maybe tomorrow?