First, no news about the job. At dinner Saturday, both Gene and Denise reminded me that I’m probably a little abrasive for a company with a spiritual bent different from my own, so if it goes nowhere, it’s OK.
Second, darn it all to heck, PLEASE?
Third, Gene and I spent some time on January 21 cleaning out our filing (because we are losers!) and I found the file of random stuff that I’ve saved throughout the years. I learned that January 21 is the anniversary of the passing of one of my great grandmothers. I also found a postcard that my Grandma M sent me from Florida that was postmarked on….(cue eery music) January 21.I know that none of that means anything, but between those two things and the pool smell at the hotel restaurant the previous Friday… Ugh, I am totally rolling my eyes at myself.
Fourth, speaking of family, the 22nd was The Boy’s 18th birthday. Now he is The Young Man. I wish he was still in our lives. I’d like to write more about that, but not right now.