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| 11.29.04 (9:41 am) [edit] |
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On Friday night when I was at the mall, I saw him again. About this him... I met him on the bus, maybe? Or maybe at the mall. This was 1997, I think. I keep thinking this was some time after the pageant. He was chatting me up and hitting on me. After talking a bit, we discovered that he knew my dad through work. He'd talk about taking me out. I'm not sure I ever gave him my number, but we never went out. I'd see him at the mall over the next several years. So I saw him again Friday, and we talked. He was asking about my status, etc., and then he mentioned that he didn't think my dad would mind now if he took me out. I think this guy is in his 40s...I gave him number anyway. And my mom is back from Hong Kong. I've felt horribly guilty in that I couldn't hang out with her much since her return. (Well, yesterday anyway. She came back on Saturday.) I was so tired. And I had to run around all day yesterday, so I had to ask her to pick up some groceries for our dinner. What I would've preferred to do last was not go out for dinner or eat at her place. But she had no food at her place yet, so I felt obligated to ask her to my place for dinner. I honestly did not want to do that because 1. My place is really messy, and my mom is an anal clean freak. 2. My schedule didn't leave much room for last minute cooking yesterday (not done grocery shopping yet). 3. I have been exhausted. 4. I wanted to have an early evening. Anyway, I was running late getting home. I was exhausted, but I still took an hour and a half to cook everything. And then my mom was complaining about having to wait. "If I knew you'd be still cooking, I would have come later!" (Too bad I had to wait for her to bring some of the groceries :P) And when I had gotten up in the morning, I cleaned my bathrooms and the kitchen floor. But my place was still too messy for Mother. :roll: And another complaint was that I had no guest slippers. :roll: :lol: And my dinner table was too cluttered for majesty. And too dirty. My table is set up so that everything is just so for ME. A pile of stuff to put away on the north side. My stuff that I need to use daily on the east side. I sit on the south side. The west side is for the newspapers. That reminds me...when my cousin was about 3 or 4 years old, she was imitating my mom...I'm going to be like Auntie...as she had a little dustpan and broom in her little hands and trying to sweep the kitchen floor!! BWAHAHHAA So yes...my mom is *that* anal about having a tidy home. I had no idea how hard it was to keep floors clean!! |
posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 11.29.04 (3:31 pm)
Try keeping the floors clean when you have three dogs and a muddy back yard! I bet I could mop three times a day and it *still* would need mopping.
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