July 5, 2013 — Winnie
July 5, 2013 — Winnie
July 4th happened to be my birthday, so I went to work and then tried to party hard, which in my case would be swinging hot Latin Dancing. The next day however started with a bang of sorts — my friend had been up all night, crying. She had just found out (on twitter) that her boyfriend was engaged to be married to a girl in The United States. The dude had said he was going for a vacation, the truth was he was going for his court wedding. I tried to console her, to little effect, which was how I ended up waking up today still in my birthday clothes and had to get ready for work.
I quickly rush a shower so I can meet up with a neighbour going my way (free rides are awesome in the mornings :) ). Then I get to work and see the flowers given to me the day before by a dear friend of mine and I smile, remembering what happened up until a few minutes to 12am on July 4th (walk on the beach, cool breeze, wine, wine glasses, sand, toes…..awesome).
Today is all work, and no play with two major objectives — finish editing a document going to Benin and then find a way to keep my friend happy while fending off the numerous invitations for post- birthday celebrations.
By 3pm I am still stuck on page 66 of 182. I need to finish this in time and then go hunting for a laminating machine. Work closes at 4pm and I definitely don’t want to come back to work on a Saturday. So I continue working. It is still raining. Somewhere in between, I manage to get my friend to leave the house and come over to the office so I can keep an eye on her.
The plan, if it is indeed one, is to take her out for drinks get her distracted.
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About Winnie: Art Director, founder of The Pencil-Push Club; loves God, friends and family, seafood except fish (how does that work?) and my Job (Microsoft Certified Engineer, Graphic designer and Fine artist). Madly in Love with Art as it represents a major part of me. I may just have decided to run away from home to stop the regular knocking on my door for marriage talks and blind dates.