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Eleven years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Retired, and mostly enjoying it. Still knitting. [Zen]tangling.again after a brief hiatus.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Just a quick update.

Yesterday went much better than Wednesday. We (the admin team, of which I am still a part) were supposed to have a meeting after lunch. Said meeting was canceled because our office manager had a conflict pop up. I spent the day typety-typing away, whittling down the stack of tapes in my inbox, and sending out signed documents from my attorney’s virtual outbox.

I rode home in a relatively quiet train car, knitting happily from the moment it pulled out of Union Station in Dallas until the penultimate stop before home.

I did a small, quick load of whites at the laundromat and treated myself to Bueno for dinner. I have been doing very well this week in terms of fast food. Sonic on Tuesday before Knit Night, and Bueno last night. A free chicken biscuit from Chick-Fil-A for breakfast on Monday or Tuesday. Less than $10.00 spent in drive-thru’s, and less than $5.00 at the deli in my office building. My fridge is emptying out, not in a scary “not enough to eat” way, but in a “nothing is going to waste” way.

I would like to be spending more at my friend’s deli, because she is an excellent cook, and I want to help her prosper. But for the moment, getting out of debt is the greater priority. Once that is accomplished, I can reinvest in her success. In the meantime, I am just going to have to content myself with praying for her.

The second sock is perking right along. I have about 20 rounds to go before the heel gusset increases begin. The train ride is a little over 10 rounds’ worth, so there is a good chance I’ll hit the mark today.

Dinner tonight with Brother Sushi, on his nickel. We haven’t discussed where. Breakfast tomorrow with BestFriend, lunch/doll meet with Fourthborn in the early afternoon, and a possible outbreak of dancing in the evening, depending on how happy my feet feel.

Wish me luck. I need to be out the door in ten minutes, fifteen tops.