Twas Brillig

Wow! What a day this has been!!!!

1. It all started this morning, while I was frantically trying to get myself and my oldest two kiddos ready for a Very Important Meeting (which you’ll read about in a minute) when the phone rang. It was our realtor, calling to say that our buyer’s LOAN HAD COME THROUGH and that we would close TODAY! Hubby and I were stunned, to say the least. We expected, you know, a 24 hour notice or something! Still, not complaining, we arranged our schedules to be there together in the afternoon in order to sign all the paperwork as necessary. We can hardly believe it, but it really does seem to be over now. PHEWWWW!!!!!

2. Then, as I was running out the door for my Very Important Meeting, the phone rang again, but I couldn’t get to it before it went to voicemail. So I checked my message and it was the preschool that we’ve been trying desperately to get little Bubba into, saying that they had ONE spot open up suddenly and they were calling everyone on the waiting list and whoever called back first would get the spot. You can imagine, then, that my whole drive to Sandy for my Very Important Meeting was filled with me hitting redial over and over again until I was finally able to get through to an actual HUMAN and land, yes, THE spot for my son. WOOHOOO!!!! I’m so happy for him!

3. Upon arriving in Sandy, I called my Very Important Person with whom I was going to have my Very Important Meeting, and we met up for lunch. And just WHO is this mystery person? Why, it’s none other than the brilliant, delightful, charming, AWESOME Luisa from Novembrance, who flew all the way from Manhattan (or, you know, NEAR there) just to meet me! Uh… okay. Maybe it was to see her sister and to attend a conference out here. Whatever… So, she and I had a lovely lunch which she insisted on paying for (see how spoiled I am??) while my Fluffy and Bubba entertained us. I had such a good time with her, I couldn’t believe how fast the time flew. I left feeling like there were a billion more things I wanted to ask her and talk about and so on. I guess it’s a good thing I have her email address. The poor woman is going to be bombarded by me. I think I might start stalking her. Seriously, she’s THAT COOL!!!

4. After signing the paperwork for the closing and arranging for a piano mover and an electrician and grabbing all the final stuff out of the old (sold!) house, I came home. Hubby had to go back out, and my “big kids” went swimming with some friends while my babies slept. I thought, “hmmm, maybe I’ll catch up on all my blog-reads now.” Just as I thought that, I glanced out the window and WHO should be coming up my front steps????!!!!! IT WAS MATT!!!! You know, MATT!!!! Oh my gosh, I nearly died of joy. He came in and we sat and chatted for hours. It was so incredible to see him and catch up a bit. We realized that it’s been two full years since we last saw or spoke to each other. Not only had he never met my baby Fuzzles, but he didn’t even know of his existence! So, my kids all fell in love with him instantly, of course–who wouldn’t?–and we had such a great time. He was hilarious and obnoxious and naughty and all those things I love so dearly about him. I kept asking him how he knew where I lived and he refused to tell me. Of course. After all these years, he knows exactly how to drive me bonkers. Matt has always had a way of finding me. There was this one time when I dropped out of high school and bleached my hair and ran away and got myself an apartment and NO ONE knew where I’d gone and one day I found a little note under my door from him, telling me that he loved me and he missed me and hoped everything was going to be okay. I don’t know how he found me then, and I absolutely have no idea how he found me now. I mean, it’s not like he doesn’t have my phone number. He could have called any time. But he didn’t. He just showed up at my door. Almost no one knows that I live here, our name isn’t on anything or in any phone book, and those who do know we’re aren’t really “mutual friends” so I don’t know who told him. But he loves a good mystery, and he loves driving me crazy, and therefore he refused to tell me how he knew where to find me.

Matt, with three of my four kids attacking him.

(Hard to believe he’s involved in show-biz, I know.)

So, ‘fess up. Was it YOU who told him where I live? I’ve got to know. This is nuts.

Maybe I can get it out of him tomorrow, when we have lunch together!!!!

This has really just about been the best day ever. Tomorrow might suck. It’s very possible. But tonight? I’m floating on air.