Bowling was great. The ladies voted to try to pull together a league in the fall, which was encouraging. I was expecting them to vote not to even try. Bowling no-tap is always fun. And, there were Krispy Kreme donuts on the breakfast buffet. :)
Flar said to go ahead and deposit the check he wrote to go with the latest client check he received. The client check was lower than expected, but he says we can make up the difference later (there is a cushion in his account for paying quarterly taxes). So I got to deposit money after bowling.
I napped when I got home, then dressed in a skirt since I was working tonight. There's a no shorts policy, which seems nuts, since I work the night shift and never see anyone. Right. The owner was in the parking lot, seeing out a new saleman, when I arrived tonight. He walked me into the building, and I was so glad I was dressed appropriately.
I made the mistake of popping mail before I left for car-line. We got a letter from Fudge, which I forwarded to Flar with the subject line changed to "what next?" and forwarded to Wolf and Sydb so the could be appropriately comforting to me. Wolf was especially kind over the phone this evening.
I also forwarded the letter to my Mom, asking for prayer. I can't do much of anything about this right now, and need peace so I can stop tearing up about it. Mom called and talked to me at work for a long time. She also sent me a note.
I'm going out to lunch with Berry tomorrow, and I let her know what was up. When I logged in this evening, I had an invitation to join her at her church on Sunday. I've been kind of interested in going with her but wanted to wait for a specific invitation, and reading this after having talked to Mom, and gotten her reply about prayer and stuff, well, it seemed to all mesh together. Church service is late enough that I would be leaving here 30 minutes after Wolf and Sydb need to be out the door on Sunday. So I might go. We'll see.
Scarlette appears to have run out of food, and she's going to have to start thinking about this today. Real Soon Now.
Oh, yeah, work. I dallied around here, eating dinner at home, and not even trying to leave the house before 6. I left the house with the paper, and not so much as a drink. That's because Opman called (while I was napping, natch) and let me know that I only had the one client to index. A client that's taken me as little as 45 minutes in the past, but it does vary. Tonight, a queue that ordinarily has less than a hundred documents in it had 852. I put in a nice solid 4:30 hours. My paycheck was waiting for me, and bigger than I'd feared it would be. And, bonus, Flar's check was ready, as well. Yay!