I had Liz already started on working with the people over at T&T Sanitation, revising the budgets and beginning the early stages of that campaign. This wasn’t the first time I’d juggled multiple campaigns, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. I talked endlessly with Roxie that week, making plans for my trip and deciding exactly how many high jinks we’d have time for in addition to both of us keeping our jobs. “We can go apple picking, and hiking, and white-water rafting, and sailing on the Hudson. And then on Saturday—” “Natalie! Slow it down, how much time do you think there is in a day?” “If I’m coming to the sticks, then I’m coming to the sticks. Nature me up, sister,” I said into the phone one night. “We couldn’t do that much if you were here for an entire week, much less a weekend when you’re technically working. And so am I.”
