I've had a very good day today. First my door opener got fixed so I'm not trapped in my own apartment anymore! (I'm free, I'm free!!!)
While the guy fixed the door opener Laura came over and we chatted and had coffee andf frappachino.I gave her some material that was specially made with my artwork on it and she said she would make a few bags for me to sell. Brilliant!
After Laura and the repair guy left, Lucy and I went to the bank and I deposited some birthday cheques and (tah-da!) my setttlement cheque from the Toronto Police. That felt damn good!
Unfortunately, my joy was marred a tiny bit when a security guard at the bank started chatting with me and asked what the dates in my tattoo meant. Just hearing the question was a jab to my heart. But I help myself togther enough to explain that they were the 3 days that Rob was in the hospital and that he died on the 19th. She wanted to ask more questions, but I very politely said, "I'm sorry, I should be going now." After that I found a quiet spot and cried for a few seconds. Lucy suggested we go out for a beer to cheer up but I said, why don't we just go back to my house and have a beer there. We did and I did cheer up.
Lucy left and Brittainy came for her shift and I told Brittainy not to get too confortable because we had to meet my cousin and aunt at the Spaghetti Factoy. Much to my surprise, my cousin Lesley's 2 sons were there, and her husband Al.
All in all, it was a very nice evening! We chatted and laughed and enjoyed the food and I loved the icecream with the singers and the single sparkler.
I'm tired I think I'll chill out and watch Enterprise on Netflix.