I was slow to get up for my coffee.
I had thought to eventually make the rounds of some of my
favorite places throughout the canton such as the recycling center to drop off
paints and the like that can’t be left on the curb, to take the sack of
gathered items to the Salvation Army and the like, but already before leaving
for the village I had nixed all that in favor or a quiet day in and around
home.
So: few clients in the mini-mart and I was able to have
coffee with the owner who shared some of his dreams. A client came in who had
forgotten his wallet (on bike) – no problem I applied the concept of a
“forgotten coffee” or whatever it is that they call it. The client in turn
helped the owner pick up the models on the sidewalk that started falling over
in the wind. An invitation for fondue was received – and accepted. What else will the day bring? It is sometimes
marvelous to go with the flow!
So in honor of “getting something done” after making my
lunch date I decided to run a few errands including making the mad dash to the
complex in the next village down to post a letter to a good friend: I was only
a couple of months behind! That had me running into yet more acquaintances and
had me late for lunch. Wanted to let H know, but, oops had left my cell phone
at home. So had to swing by the house to leave the groceries then send a quick
text to apologize. By the time I got there it was almost 13:00. Never mind H
had also wanted to call me and say that he was running late, but didn’t have
time! He needed to do a couple more things before our fondue – no problem; two
of the City Councilors that I know were chatting in the rear so I joined them.
H eventually did get the fondue done – we had a delightful
meal and were only “bothered” a couple of times by real clients. However, by
the time we finished, it was going on 15:00 and I had eaten enough to need a
nap.
The evening was much quieter, but the next day I first had a
political coffee, ie one to meet the candidates for our upcoming city
elections, then the family was here for lunch – my late husband’s favorite:
grilled chicken, brussel sprouts and rice with gravy to celebrate his life. It
is hard to imagine that it has been twenty years!
I quickly went to the local bakery for a slice of cake to
share with my current housemate before settling in at home.
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