Busy, busy, busy week. The first week back to work after the holidays and there was a ton of stuff to catch up on and over 280 emails waiting. It took me until late a Thursday just to catch up with those while the world didn’t stop spinning to wait for me. Had hoped to get to two book clubs but only made one as a data emergency forced a few of us to work some long hours to fix about 2400 service call entries (sigh).
So much of what I do is with my friends about events around food. The Wednesday book club regularly meets up at a restaurant for dinner and drinks before. This is a small five-person clutch group who have (and show) lots of love and share as much as possible in about an hour-and-a-half. The book discussion is generally second to that. However this time the book was A Gentleman in Moscow and it was so beloved that this second event of the night was just as sweet.
As it turns out, now that I have tons of things to do, I finally started to sleep late. Okay 7 am is late for me, but you’ve got to admit that 7 am is absolutely later that 4:30 am which is mostly how early I was waking up while on holiday.
Yesterday we had the book signing for my friend Melisa. I am completely proud of her for getting her dream published (and had forgotten that she had already published a couple of other ones). It was way down south in Miami at an independent book seller–one of the only ones left in all of south Florida. Never having been to one, I guess I thought she’d just be sitting at a table signing books. Actuality was more of an introduction to the whole idea of manifestation and the power of positive thinking. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I just, I don’t know. It’s a bit “woo-woo” for me. I want there to be magic in the world. I just done know how far I believe that 8t truly exists. Regardless, a contingent of six of us made the trip,down to show our support. Then, we went to The Local, which is somewhat of a phenom on the area to talk it all over. Saturday night in Miami for dinner, but we were so much earlier than what Miami does for dinner (more like 9 pm) that we had no trouble getting in and having some great food.
And, then today. Today, I met up with a pool contractor to talk about the pool. Due to a number of factors, the correct choice is to have a fully above ground pool. This is NOT what I had wanted. BUT, the placement now appears or I be properly on more of the side yard than behind the patio. So, I have a real decision to make–put the pool above ground so it’s not as aesthetically pleasing to me but better for its ultimate longevity in my climate and weather patterns OR don’t get one. I guess I could go ahead and put it in the ground and risk flooding the pit and ruining the liner and my investment. Or, just not get a pool. I’m not fond of that option. I’m ready to spend some large cash on myself for the now rather than wait for some spot in the future to open up and provide me some entertainment. Don’t I get to have some personal satisfaction? I don’t even take vacations so I actually SHOULD spend money on myself. #endlesspools I really, really want something spectacular for myself. Is that just too selfish?
Freezer Fill: Chicken Curry with Sweet Potatoes
Video Find: AJ and the Queen. Not great writing, but a great deal toward my need for drag queens between seasons of RuPaul’s Drag Race. And very sweet. #ajandthequeen
Next week is more heavy work and one more book club meeting. I’m meeting with my old gardener to see if we can’t get something going with the garden before the whole pool thing gets to happen. (The contractor isn’t back until winter.)
You know what I miss. I miss good, long hugs where you get comfort from people who love you. Actual human contact. I’ve cried some real tears over this.