So, here I am in lovely Burlingame, and my contact lense has ripped in half. Did I bring my glasses? No, I did not. FYI, my vision is less than 20/400 (it's so bad they don't bother to calculate it out all the way. I am legally blind, basically, w/o glasses or contacts.) My cell phone is dead. Why? I have no idea. It was fully charged just yesterday. So I don't have anyone's phone number. No one at home is answering the phone. I called information and got my brother's number, but I got the babysitter and she said he didn't leave a cell number. So, my sister can't leave work. Finally someone at home answered and I got my other brother's number. So the good news is that Matathew will go home and get my glasses, a contact lense case and my phone charger and meet the other parent on the other side of the Golden Gate bridge from Burlingame. So, I owe huge favors to her and my brother. I'm not in a happy place, well, happier now than I was. But I'm typing with one eye closed. The kids are building a fort.

On another bright note, I had a really great idea about The Rake which involved rewriting a lot of the beginning but it will be worth it. It will eliminate a character, which is good. So. Sigh..