A Wee Nap
After playing hooky w/ Ellie, I dropped her off at school and was driving toward work and thought of a tool I'd forgotten. I crossed the bridge, turned around, and had a difficult time remembering how to get home from Queen Ann. (The very next neighborhood over.)
I finally made it and decided to lie down. 5 days later, I got up.
Sylvia called me tonight. She said she wants to quit using email. She told me she wanted to program her auto reply to read, "If you really need to get hold of me, send me a letter." Upon further thought, she has decided she wants all correspondence important enough to garner her attention to be hand written, on parchment, delivered with a wax seal on horseback.
Sylvia complained, "You never right me letters."
me: I send you postcards.
Sylvia: Letters. I said letters.
Me: We live in the same town!
Sylvia: I want to see the guy on the horse come to my door.
I finally made it and decided to lie down. 5 days later, I got up.
Sylvia called me tonight. She said she wants to quit using email. She told me she wanted to program her auto reply to read, "If you really need to get hold of me, send me a letter." Upon further thought, she has decided she wants all correspondence important enough to garner her attention to be hand written, on parchment, delivered with a wax seal on horseback.
Sylvia complained, "You never right me letters."
me: I send you postcards.
Sylvia: Letters. I said letters.
Me: We live in the same town!
Sylvia: I want to see the guy on the horse come to my door.
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