Time

Where do time go? It has almost been a week since I've posted something here. I put it off for one day (out of pure laziness) and I look up and a week has gone by. You know, when you are older, time go by much more quickly than when you were a child. What is with that?

So, I guess I have a week worth of stuff to tell you guys. First, I saw Geradine on the train again this morning. Apparently, her husband just died a month ago. I wondered why I haven't seen her before than. Then had been married for 54 years when he was taken away. Imagine that; spending majority of you life with someone and lose them like that. For 54 years, she was part of a couple; just half of a full person (her words not mine). How do you get your identity back after something like that?

Anyway, she is hell-bent on setting me up with her grandson. He must be some loser who lives in her basement for her to want to set him up with me. I, politely, turned down her offer. I did agree to go to church with her next Sunday, though. It was the least I could do after telling her that her grandson wasn't good enough for me without even meeting him.

The week was pretty good. Well, as good as it could get. I didn't fall down in front of anyone. I didn't get on the train with my skirt stuck in my pantyhose again. I pretty much didn't get humiliated. That is, not until Friday night.

Oh, wait....got to go. Be right back to tell you about Friday.