As noted, Shannon picked me up at 9:30 and we drove the mile or so to Two Trees. We both had eggs Benedict, which were yummy, then proceeded to talk, talk, talk for--incredibly--more than two hours. We covered our backgrounds, ideas (political, religious, and otherwise) and an array of other topics. At one point, Shannon mentioned the erroneous beliefs of non-RC friends, i.e. that non-baptized babies went to Hell, according to the R.C. Church. I set her straight, but even while I informed her about Limbo, I realized how insane it was. Although Shannon is younger than my youngest child, the affinity for each other was very apparent. Didn't get dropped off until almost noon, but we vowed to meet again--next time at the Little Lion, right across the street in the Von's Shopping Center.
Damn, I told Shannon I'd send her my Hell On Wheels script, but now I can't seem to email it, although I can call it up. Will keep trying. Spent a lot of time trying to use Amazon Japan to send a gift card to Mr. K. in Tokyo--he'll be twelve years old next week. I was finally successful and ditto with a birthday card.
Happily, Ellen called me in the afternoon, said she had a podiatrist appointment in Ventura and did I want her to come over and try again with the printer? Did I want her to--? Oh, mama, did I! She came over, fixed it, told me how to access the right thing, and boy, was I grateful. What's more, she stayed for another hour and we chatted about her house renovations, her birthday (next week!), and what's going on in our lives. That was even better than the printer fix. While El was here, Sharon called to say she wasn't going to T.O.P.S. today, as she had had to go to Urgent Care because she had a UTI; she gets them frequently and was feeling low.
As for my life, I texted Suzy that I was having second thoughts about the acting class, which I am. I think I don't want to take that on--it's all the way in Ojai, I've never done the workshop with another person, and frankly, it seems like a lot of work, especially when it's gratis. That sounds like pretty shabby reasoning, but hey, that's how I feel. I got the nicest, sweetest text back from Suzy suggesting that I serve as "visiting artist on occasion" and that suits me fine. We decided we'd meet for lunch at Dargan's next Friday, and I'd reserve the conference room at the library and we'd discuss plans there. Whew--I'm much relieved.
Darn, it's now 2:14 am. I got up for the usual an hour ago, then tossed and turned; can't seem to sleep. I don't know who all will be at T.O.P.S. this morning and I'm not enthusiastic about it myself. I think I've gained--again--and the so-called "meetings" are an awful bore. Oh, well, guess I'll grin and bear it.
It's now7:22 am and I've perked up a bit, but I know a nappy-nap is in my near future...
NOTE: I have no idea, but although I tried to change it, this post keeps reverting back to being published on September 4. It's actually Friday, September 5, damnit!
1 comment:
I think I understand the feeling when you made the decision re Acting for Amateurs. Visiting artist sound more inviting. BTW did you tell the person that Limbo doesn’t exist anymore? Did it ever? What about Purgatory? All made up concepts we just accepted.
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