Some time ago I met this
lovely Brit on the Waterloo Bridge in London. She had transported me there
through the medium of Story Time at the GLBTQ Center. That is when I fell in
love with her and also her equally lovely partner.
Since then we have
enjoyed a warm friendship. You can imagine what a pleasant surprise it was when
I answered her phone call. Her message told of the distressing news that due to
the impending blizzard and snowstorm, we wouldn’t be able to meet for Story Time
that day.
Thus all of the storytellers were left to their own devices. That opened a can of worms for so many
worms. I’d guess it was very dangerous for some. For me, I was reduced to doing
the laundry.
But what a chance to break
the routine and not do a darn thing—except all of the stuff in the
procrastination file.
Low and behold the snow
didn’t quite live up to the weather man’s expectation—nothing new there—and I
didn’t have to get dressed or undressed for bed. I never got out of my robe all
day. What luxury. All of that and a good book that saved me from another
edition of the Antiques Road Show.
© February 2016
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