July 11, 2003

Watching the clock on Friday afternoon

What a day! Nothing much went on this morning, just one client who loves to come in and talk and talk. Mostly he talked about car stuff. He finally left and before I could get anything done, a girl came in. She was sent by a client to give me some insight on her ex-husband who is the complaining witness in his case. She was extremely attractive, so I gambled and invited her to lunch. She agreed! On the way, I had to stop by my house to dig into my capital as I am broke. I expected her to wait in the car, but she got out and followed me into my messy house. Yuck! Still we had lunch, and had an interesting conversation. We did agree that we would each like to see each other again. She even took a copy of the previous draft of my book. I guess it was not a true disaster allowing her to see the inside of the ***'s den. I guess the sight of scattered remnants of former meals was not thoroughly distasteful.

I saw that my friend's car was no longer parked in front of my house, so I suppose someone else took care of getting that serpentine belt back on the alternator pulley.

I am currently babysitting, as my secretary is running errands. It is just me and her three-month-old Kirstie manning the office. Kirstie is doing her part: sleeping quietly. I am so glad it is Friday, as I am totally beat today and really looking forward to getting home and getting some sleep.

Posted by Tiger at July 11, 2003 03:14 PM | TrackBack
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