Unlike your regular Saturday when nothing happens (and it takes all day to do it), this was the Saturday when everything happened at once.

The Boss and Julie have been meeting with the people from whom we’re leasing the land the kennel lies on. Not the kennel itself, which we’re buying from somebody else entirely, but the land. There were some ambiguities in the lease, and they’ve worked all week to iron them out. Somehow, it all came together today in a four-page document that I was asked to type.

At exactly the same time I was digging into this important document, Tammy called and asked if I wanted to come by. Mom was on her way there already, and it would be a convenient time for me to give them (including all three boys) the little Valentine’s Day trinkets I’d collected for them. (No cards, so as not to appear to be buying into the dark side of the holiday. And nothing expensive, I promise.)

I told her I wouldn’t be able to make it, because I was working. I couldn’t see myself finishing this project in the next two hours, before they all (including Tammy) went down for their afternoon naps. But I gamely plugged away at the typing project, reviewing and revising until I was satisfied. I faxed it back to the Boss, and I was amazed when he immediately phoned and said, “Great job!”

So I boldly asked him if that meant I could leave. Well, he had a few more things he wanted me to do, but they could wait. Until Monday, if necessary. So I phoned Tammy and told her I was on my way right now. “And don’t let Grandma leave.”

As always when the three kids are at home, the house was lively and borderline chaotic. But I got a little time with D.J., and a smile from Dakota. And Aiden climbed over my legs and onto my lap and then back down again, all the while looking for something to sink his gums into. If it wasn’t my camera, it was my shoe. (Yuk! That didn’t last long.)

He wasn’t in quite as good a mood as when I was there earlier in the week, and it was getting closer and closer to the preordained nap time, so I didn’t stay long. But it was (as always) the highlight of my day.

And when I got back home, I got back to work. The big check had arrived at last, so I spent the rest of the afternoon paying the company bills I’ve been putting off. I’ll deposit our check and mail off those payments Monday, so to avoid having to get up early and work Monday morning, I’ll probably spend most of tomorrow writing more and more of the checks. It’s a trade-off I’d gladly make every week (assuming it does indeed result in my being able to sleep an extra hour Monday morning).