Today I worked from home and got more frustrated with the new system. To my surprise, when Travalon came home, he wanted to take me downtown to adoration. He hung out on the Union Terrace while I adored, then we went to the new Indian restaurant on State Street owned by the same people who own the Globe. It was so delicious! Postmodern Jukebox were playing at the Orpheum, and there were tickets available, but the line was very long, we had leftovers, and I had already promised to lead Night Prayer tonight, so we just went home.
The big excitement today was that I found a set of keys while walking in the shady, grassy area in our neighborhood. They had a last name and apartment number written on them, but we have several condo associations in the neighborhood, so I wasn't sure which one it was. The other side of the keychain had a phone number for a realtor, who remembered selling the condo to the couple last year, and he said which building they were in. I went over to the building and found the guest entrance; they didn't answer the phone, but I left a message. Quite a bit later a woman called me back and said it was her birthday and this was the best present I could have given her, since she had been looking for those keys for days. She asked where I'd found them and was puzzled: "I looked there several times!" They were coming back from Milwaukee, so she said she'd call me when they had arrived. I went out to meet her and give her the keys, and she pressed a $50 bill into my hand. I said, "That's too generous!" but she insisted. "It's my birthday!" she said. "And this is the best present you could have given me!" I suppose that's true, since I didn't know her before this and would have no idea what else she would have wanted.
Here is the Rose of Sharon in Rich's yard.
Isn't it beautiful? I think Kathbert planted it. Now if only the lovely white rose would recover and bloom...
Famous Hat
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