Up at 7 - slept through alarm set for 5. Got into hyperspeed and cranked out the work for 5 hours. Ready for client meeting at 1. They just called and said they'd be about 30 minutes late, so I thought I'd use that time to blog.
Daphne picked up The D for lunch just now. He was awful to me this morning. I'd noticed that he rarely puts his clothes in the laundry - except socks and underwear. Then Daph said he's wearing the same sweater every time she comes over. It's true. It's the one my niece gave him for Christmas. So I teasingly mentioned that to him last night. He didn't react. This morning, though, he walked into the den and stood in front of my desk. He had a handful of laundry, including the sweater. And he said, "Are you happy now?"
I told him Daph had noticed it, hoping to spread the blame. But she can do no wrong. Right about then she called to say she was going to pick him up and take him for a haircut or wherever he wanted to go. I put him on the phone with her and his face lit up. I felt like the typical middle child. Neglected and ignored. Got in the shower and had a good cry. I'm better now.
And I always feel better after my Saturday meetings with my favorite client. He and his wife are so sweet and there are kids and grandkids coming and going, and it's just a happy house. He's so affirming - especially when I start telling him about all the money I've saved/made him. We always save the best for last - my shedule of his gains & losses on the stocks he let's me pick. I live for that. He always says I've done better than his brokers. Which is true for some of them.
I could go on and on about my stocks, but I need to wind it up. Around 5, The D and I are going to dinner at Huey's with my new best friends - Ruth and Jerry. Daddy likes them, too, but I think he'll have a hard time understanding their accent. Hell, he has a hard time understanding me.
All for now...
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