A Day at the Wren’s Nest
Many of you have asked what it is we do here, and I usually have a hard time responding concisely. Welp, here’s one day’s worth–
8:16 am – Wake up.
8:21 am – Wake up for real this time.
9:02 am – Head to Wordsmiths Books to investigate the “Editor’s Picks” section that will become “The Wren’s Nest” section for the month of August. We are replacing the estimable Baby Got Books team, so we’ve got some chock-filled quality to live up to.
9:18 am – Deliver new brochures to Decatur City Hall.
9:29 am – Stop at Chick-Fil-A for Customer Appreciation Week and a free chicken biscuit.
9:40 am – Pick up contributions sent to my parent’s house instead of the Wren’s Nest. Steal coffee.
10:15 am – Arrive at the Wren’s Nest.
10:17 am – Bookkeeping.
11:18 am – Head to lunch meeting at No Mas! Cantina with folks from the Atlanta Convention and Visitors Bureau. I neglected to write down the time for the meeting, so we’re heading out early and bringing books.
12:59 pm – Return to the Wren’s Nest.
1:00 pm – Sift through the mail.
1:12 pm – Start writing a lot of overdue thank you notes. …or get distracted and write a blog post.
2:12 pm* – Lead (haha) the Wren’s Nest Publishing Company. Today’s topics–fonts, author biographies, what does soy nut butter really taste like?
4:15 pm – Play with dogs at the house I’m housesitting.
7:00 pm – White Lawn Party. You know, just like P Diddy does, but this time with swim team parents / hot shot lawyers.
7:30 pm – My sister’s graduation party.
10:00 pm – Ghost Hunt complete with live webcast and maybe even a ghost or two. I’m hoping my all-white outfit will help us out in this regard, as well as my inevitable inebriation at the start.
Sunrise, Saturday- Head home!
*All times past this point are estimations, thankyouverymuch.
**At some point I might add pictures to this post, but you may notice that I’m already a few minutes behind schedule!




3 Comments to A Day at the Wren’s Nest
What are the chances of being mistaken for ghosts at the ghost hunting party if six of us show up in all white swaying from side to side from the inevitable inebriation that will be present at the beginning of the hunt? My magic-8 ball says: All signs point to yes.
I’m sorry, did you say “all white” outfit? That may be a leap.
Sometimes, Amelia, there aren’t enough hours in the day. Let alone hours devoted to buying white clothing.