“How do I know?” you ask. Well, last Thursday night I went out for dinner. Hadn’t been out all day so I assumed it was as hot as it’s been pretty much all summer. Wrong. When we got to the restaurant and were offered a table on the terrace we both decided it was way too cool.
Before you say anything let me cut you off: Yeah, I know one evening does not the end of summer make. But it was September 1 and we all know what that means.
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So here I am. At Starbucks. Yes, I know it’s very early to be out and about. I have no choice. I’m hiding from my cleaning lady. No, I’m not kidding. Listen, if I didn’t high tail it out of my apartment before she showed up, I’d suffer the same fate as her poor husband.
After years of putting up with the daily grind, he finally got to retire. For about five minutes. Before he had a chance to slip into his comfy, old cardigan and try out the recliner, he got conscripted into service. As her assistant. Either I disappear, or she’d hand me a mop and put me to work. Or give me some other chores. Trust me, she’s got a never ending list of ’em.
What would you do, if you were in my shoes? Exactly. Vamoose! So like I said, here I am. At Starbucks.
At this hour of the morning there’s usually the odd business type, who dashes in for a shot of caffeine on the Continue reading →