I spent most of yesterday crying. It was probably the best thing that I could do. I spoke to one of my former board members and good friends who--in a lovely big brotherly way--reminded me that I should mourn all the things that I have lost in the past two weeks.
He struck a chord and I wept for the rest of the day. By about 10 p.m. I was dried out and felt oh-so-very-much-better. Today I got up and picked up Mystery Stole (I am planning on being the last one to finish it) and got loads and loads done on it. A little Law & Order on TV, knitting on my lap--this could be okay for a while.
I also got a call from a friend with leads for jobs which was very nice and made me feel even better.
I may be crying again in an hour but I don't think so. I think I'll just go for a pedicure instead.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
What Famous Person's House Did I Go To Today?
I went to a famous person's house today.
I can't say who it is (work, blah, blah) but it was initially sort of thrilling. The apartment--as a space--was fabulous. It's one of those magical New York apartments that, when you see them in a movie, you assume some made up. This one was for real.
However, it was just a regular house--actually a home. Which was kind of nice. I was expecting an overdecorated monstrosity but it was clear that people actually lived their. It made me feel warm and fuzzy. I did, however, find it odd that they have a no-shoes-in-the-house rule. I'm always barefoot at home anyway and I don't really like to wear shoes (although I like to buy them) but I would not have expected these folks to have that rule.
The brightest part of the day was the bus/subway ride. It meant over an hour of uninterupted knitting. Except for the few minutes I spent chatting over my little glovelets with the conductor on the subway so that made it all worth while.
I have a big batch of meatballs in the oven for Boy right now and they are making the house smell fabulous!
I can't say who it is (work, blah, blah) but it was initially sort of thrilling. The apartment--as a space--was fabulous. It's one of those magical New York apartments that, when you see them in a movie, you assume some made up. This one was for real.
However, it was just a regular house--actually a home. Which was kind of nice. I was expecting an overdecorated monstrosity but it was clear that people actually lived their. It made me feel warm and fuzzy. I did, however, find it odd that they have a no-shoes-in-the-house rule. I'm always barefoot at home anyway and I don't really like to wear shoes (although I like to buy them) but I would not have expected these folks to have that rule.
The brightest part of the day was the bus/subway ride. It meant over an hour of uninterupted knitting. Except for the few minutes I spent chatting over my little glovelets with the conductor on the subway so that made it all worth while.
I have a big batch of meatballs in the oven for Boy right now and they are making the house smell fabulous!
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