OK, just one Katie, but I'd say that's just the right amount. Today is soupytwist
day! She's arriving by bus from New York this afternoon- being dropped off, however, at a gas station in the northeast part of Baltimore City. Considering that I work considerably southwest of the city, and that by the time I get off work (1.5 hours after she arrives), rush hour will be in full effect, I have imposed my will. Rather, I've made a suggestion that has been accepted. Seeing as I don't want Katie to have to wait for god knows how many hours until I can get to her (and I admit that I also don't want to have to drive twice through the city at that time of day), I've requested that a taxi be pulled into the equation. I'll pay for that, because it's my own reluctance that is adding this extra complication. So after work, I can pick her up from the convenient-and-rather-more-comfortable-t
han-a-gas-station public library, we can swing by my house long enough for me to change clothes, and then we can head down to open mic.
This would all be a lot easier if I had been working here long enough to take vacation days. I could leave early and be at the stop when the bus arrives, and beat the traffic as well. Alas, this is not a perfect world. I guess I can only hope that this will work out with a minimum of (extra) difficulty.
In case you couldn't tell, I'm a worrier. If there's gonna be a plan, I stress until all the details are worked out.
But still! Excited! Katie! There shall be fun.