In a perfect world, I would be at the Taos Wool Festival with Elaine today. If the truth were told, my world is far from perfect.
My world is not even semi-perfect. At semi-perfect, I would be recovering from surgery today. Between my surgeon, my cardiologist, and my family care provider (none of which I knew a month ago) decided to postpone my surgery.
Elaine is the victim, here not me. (Did I actually say that?) If my medical team had postponed my surgery earlier, Elaine would have attended the Taos Festival and I might have even tagged along. Elaine hasn’t been to the festival for at least a decade and was really looking forward to being there.