Today I decide to be wealthy.
I didn't get much sleep last night. I snore, and that keeps my husband awake who then keeps me awake, and finally I went down and tried to sleep on the futon couch, and had a cat keeping me awake. I tried putting it outside, but the other one came in, so I was exchanging one for the other.
I went to the school and shelved books for a short while, and got a few groceries, cleaned up the kitchen a bit--we're expecting company tomorrow afternoon. My husband had work today.
I paid $100 on the hospital bill, on-line, using my unemployment card. I didn't get a confirmation number, but then, it didn't come off the card, either. The morgage company sent a letter, saying that they hadn't received last month's payment. That's still being covered by OSHI, as far as I know. We've been turning in the paperwork.
The library had it's "Novel" event tonight, and I went to it. Wealthy people go to events all the time, especially cultural ones, where there's food and drink. The were little tiny slider sandwiches, chopped up fruit, some cheese (I took a chunk of brie), and stuffed mushrooms. While I sitting on a chair, eating, one of the library staff came by. She'd been on the interview committee the one and only time I'd been interviewed for a library job, and it was she who met with me afterwards at my request and informed me that I didn't come across as a "go-getter."
I complimented her on the party, and she complimented me on the color of tee-shirt I was wearing. I told her that she always looks stunning and the conversation went into flattery. So now she'll probably pitch my application.
Everybody in Bend dresses out of their closet, which is to say that I wasn't dressed any worse than anyone else, except people who have my type of skin on their necks and the same amount of flab on my arms cover them up. People wore blue jeans of different vintages, all worn, and very few women wore nice dresses. One young woman wore a dressy outfit of different shades of silver and grey, including a scarf shawl that had shining silver threads running through it, and carried a silver pocketbook. A child, probably about nine years old, wore a purple fedora and carried a classical Madi Gras clown mask, which he held in his hands and would hold up to his face as if to hide behind it. (I guess he was a boy.)
I met a couple of people there, one I stood in line with, Toni, who is involved with the Quiltworks, and a couple whose names I've seen around town--Blankenship. They were now retired, and he wanted to sit while his wife went to the front to see what the book would be. Afterwards, I met a woman who lives in my neighborhood and is also in the neighborhood association.
The book? Rules of Civility. The follow-up events will start in April, which gives most people time to read a copy before then.
It was very nice, to be in the library, in the evening, surrounded by so many people and so much cheerful energy. It was very nice to return home, too. My husband is still at work, and I still have more to do to get ready for tomorrow.
Today I decide to be wealthy.
Book of Mormon lesson: Last night. I was reading about the wars, the sons of Helaman, and thought about how to get out of my financial mess. There was one group of soldiers who had gone off to 7escort prisoners, who returned in the nick of time to help turn the tide of a battle. Alma 57:17. Things didn't happen the way that they'd planned, but things turned out fine. I hope that things will turn out fine for me too.
I didn't get much sleep last night. I snore, and that keeps my husband awake who then keeps me awake, and finally I went down and tried to sleep on the futon couch, and had a cat keeping me awake. I tried putting it outside, but the other one came in, so I was exchanging one for the other.
I went to the school and shelved books for a short while, and got a few groceries, cleaned up the kitchen a bit--we're expecting company tomorrow afternoon. My husband had work today.
I paid $100 on the hospital bill, on-line, using my unemployment card. I didn't get a confirmation number, but then, it didn't come off the card, either. The morgage company sent a letter, saying that they hadn't received last month's payment. That's still being covered by OSHI, as far as I know. We've been turning in the paperwork.
The library had it's "Novel" event tonight, and I went to it. Wealthy people go to events all the time, especially cultural ones, where there's food and drink. The were little tiny slider sandwiches, chopped up fruit, some cheese (I took a chunk of brie), and stuffed mushrooms. While I sitting on a chair, eating, one of the library staff came by. She'd been on the interview committee the one and only time I'd been interviewed for a library job, and it was she who met with me afterwards at my request and informed me that I didn't come across as a "go-getter."
I complimented her on the party, and she complimented me on the color of tee-shirt I was wearing. I told her that she always looks stunning and the conversation went into flattery. So now she'll probably pitch my application.
Everybody in Bend dresses out of their closet, which is to say that I wasn't dressed any worse than anyone else, except people who have my type of skin on their necks and the same amount of flab on my arms cover them up. People wore blue jeans of different vintages, all worn, and very few women wore nice dresses. One young woman wore a dressy outfit of different shades of silver and grey, including a scarf shawl that had shining silver threads running through it, and carried a silver pocketbook. A child, probably about nine years old, wore a purple fedora and carried a classical Madi Gras clown mask, which he held in his hands and would hold up to his face as if to hide behind it. (I guess he was a boy.)
I met a couple of people there, one I stood in line with, Toni, who is involved with the Quiltworks, and a couple whose names I've seen around town--Blankenship. They were now retired, and he wanted to sit while his wife went to the front to see what the book would be. Afterwards, I met a woman who lives in my neighborhood and is also in the neighborhood association.
The book? Rules of Civility. The follow-up events will start in April, which gives most people time to read a copy before then.
It was very nice, to be in the library, in the evening, surrounded by so many people and so much cheerful energy. It was very nice to return home, too. My husband is still at work, and I still have more to do to get ready for tomorrow.
Today I decide to be wealthy.
Book of Mormon lesson: Last night. I was reading about the wars, the sons of Helaman, and thought about how to get out of my financial mess. There was one group of soldiers who had gone off to 7escort prisoners, who returned in the nick of time to help turn the tide of a battle. Alma 57:17. Things didn't happen the way that they'd planned, but things turned out fine. I hope that things will turn out fine for me too.
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