Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Change Is In The Air

This morning I had an appointment with an old friend...the attorney who handled all the legal junk (and yes, it was junk in my eyes) for my old non-profit.

He was, and is, a saint.

He was one of the few...OK, he was the ONLY one (out of like a bazillion or so) who actually listened when I walked in and and said that I wanted to start a non-profit.

And didn't laugh.  Or take my money.

In the beginning, anyway.


So this morning I listened as he laughed and reminded me that I was NEVERRRRR (and he hung onto the R for a really long time, too) going to have my own business again.

Yeah...I did say that.

And then he ordered a necklace for his wife.

I then went to visit my old accountant, who handled all the non-profit money nightmares for me.  There were alot of them...and thanks to her, the IRS is now happy and content.  Knock wood.

But she managed to take the time to laugh and remind me that I told her I would NEVERRRRR (and yes, she hung on to the last R for along time, too) have my own business again.

Yeah, I did say that.

And then she, too, ordered a necklace.

God has a sense of humor.

And I had to make it official after getting the really, really big order.  And for once in my life, I am just running with it.  No questions.  No demands.

...love is a battlefield.

Thanks, Pat Benatar.


I figure God will guide this whole process and I'm just along for the ride.

With a hammer in my hand.


In other Family News, which is by far more important anyway, my in-laws are coming for dinner (from San Jose) to rub salt in our wounds...they are driving down and parking their car in front of our house while they float away on a 2 week Hawaiian cruise in celebration of my FIL's 75th birthday.

And we don't get to come along.  But we do get their car...and I do get to drive them to the big, big boat in LA tomorrow morning.

Hip, hip, hooray.

And I might just stow myself in a suitcase.


The Orange clan is coming for supper, too...so we'll have a full house and a St. Patty's Day feast.  Burgers and dogs on the grill, with all the fixins'.  Pub-ish food, which after the green meatloaf I made a few years back, will be just fine.

It's close to 80 here today and my toes are so happy and warm.  The windows are all open and the birds are singing and the trees are green.

Life is good.


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