I had been in my condo for 4 months since taking a job in Southern California as an applications engineer. I had been so busy and pouring myself into my job, that I had neglected my place. I took the time for a reality check and didnt like what I saw. I decided to spend the day cleaning up and making my humble abode presentable. I went through the kitchen, cleaned out the refrigerator, took care of all of the dishes, wiped things up, mopped and pretty much had it done in an hour.
I moved on to the living room, not much clutter there, but the den/computer room was a mess. I tended to spend too much surfing the web. I paid bills as they came in; I was making more money than I ever had, so I paid things on time to keep the creditors off of my ass. I threw away papers and empty envelopes and junk mail. I was going through the pile by my keyboard when I came across the invitation again. It had been lying there, unopened, for a week. I took a serious look at it this time.
It was an RSVP mixer at a local country club, Membership drive...Mostly for young professional people. It had a deadline for reserving a place by 3 p.m. that day. It was 2:30, so, as with everything else, I called at the last minute and made plans to attend that evening. They had obviously gotten my name from a list of new arrivals to the area, I thought I would at least go and see what it was about. I had not had a date, or any interest for that matter, since my divorce. If I had needs, I tended to deal with them as they came up, not wanting to complicate things anymore than necessary. I really didnt expect this outing to amount to much.
I got cleaned up and dressed casual in some Dockers and a golf shirt, looked pretty decent. I hadnt been eating much so I had lost weight and ... Läs hela novellen
