I'm sitting on the laundromat, washing the coverlet that one of the cats puked on (which is too large for our home washer), trying to dry off - it's been pouring cold rain much of the day - and recovering, not only from my earlier trip to Costco,but from two weeks of nonstop activity.
I slept past noon today, which I apparently needed to do. Last night I went to a gathering of former (and current, of course) Pioneer people. It was a good evening; I ran into a woman who'd been an ad rep back in the first years I'd been with the company,back in 1983-84. We were both hired by Rocky, and we realized we probably went back further (farther? I can't remember) than anyone else there. I'd always liked her, and it turned out she'd always liked me; something that's always good to learn.
I had to tell her about Rocky and Nick, while she had to let me know about the recent death of another old original, Lou Rubino, who'd managed our back shop. Getting old rather mandates those jobs, but it's always sad. I was very touched when she said she'd always thought of Nick and I as a team - perceptive woman - and that she'd respected what she called our passionate dedication to journalistic ethics. We didn't think "ad side" noticed. Silly us.
As I sit here, BB is going over the MCU/who crossover I just finished as a delayed fandom_stocking story. It topped 4,000 words because I can't do short, apparently.
And tonight is steak, bubbly, BB, and more relaxation.
I am grateful.
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