Susan DellOrto called me up the other day to invite me to Friday night dinner at her house, since she was having another relative over for dinner. John Kelly from Texas, son of Aunt Gert, was in town for a retiring-from-the-Navy party for one of his old friends. Susan also had a friend from Boston in town, Elaine. The four of us had a very quiet, relaxing dinner. He was a very nice, pretty retiring guy, and I think he was slightly overwhelmed by the three of us loud, aggressive women, but I think we all enjoyed ourselves. I would have been home for a relatively early evening, except Susan spilled wax on a suede-upholstered stool, and we spent about an hour working on getting the wax out (we ironed it, with paper towels to soak up the wax - was that bad? i think we might have burned the suede ... )
and now I'm off for a morning at the beach, at $11/hour. Life isn't so bad, i guess. I mean, besides the fact that I'm working on a Saturday. I just don't have enough backbone, and I have too much compassion and commitment to this job (what a silly thing to have, it's not like commitment is going to get me a promotion or keep me here any longer ...)
hopefully I'm going to get to play with puppies this afternoon. that's all i want from my life right now - more dogs in it.
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