March 17, 2010
Dear Everyone:
Happy
St Patrick's Day!
A co-worker of ours got a new job (still in our
overall work group) and a new location in “Pleasant Hill”, which was
good for her since it meant a shorter commute than coming down here to
“Pleasanton”. But it means
we don't see her very often, only when she visits on business.
So she hadn't seen me for a while and noticed that I have lost
some weight. In fact, she
followed me down the hall and asked, "You're not sick, are you?"
No. I
just don't eat nearly as much as I once did.
A few weeks ago, she was visiting again and when I
stopped by her (borrowed) office door, she looked at me, chuckled and
said, "You have to get new clothes.
You can't keep coming to work looking like you're dressed in your
jammies."
OK, so my top was about three sizes too big.
Last Sunday I went up to “Jeannie’s” to reset her
digital clocks as the dreaded
Daylight Saving Time had struck again.
Afterward, we went to
Walnut Creek for lunch and to do some
shopping. I wanted to go to
Macy's and
Nordstrom to look for new clothes.
Instead, “Jeannie” took me into a store called "J. Jill".
Apparently they make clothing for "discerning ladies of a certain
age."
We picked out a pair of pants and a couple of tops.
While I tried these on, “Jeannie” went searching for more items.
We determined what size I should be wearing and “Jeannie” found
tops, sweaters, jackets and more.
We finalized on one pair of trousers, six tops and a jacket.
Then “Jeannie” found out she could get everything at 5% off if
she opened a credit card account.
The total bill came to around $500 (for a complete new wardrobe!)
“Jeannie” offered to pay the first $200 as my official birthday
gift and I wrote her a check for the balance.
Best of all:
Now that I know what sizes to order, I can take out a card of my
own and order from their Web Site.
“Jeannie” only buys “J. Jill” when she can find it in her second
hand stores, the only places she shops now.
Of course, this means we probably won't see that
co-worker for months now that I have new clothes to show off.
In other news...
Have I mentioned that I hate Daylight Saving Time?
You lose an entire hour and don't get it back for nearly eight
months, when it's of very little use to you.
And it takes so long to recover from that lost hour.
Last Monday, I had my regular meeting over in “Gray Farm”, which
I drive to as it is too far for me to walk.
At the end of the meeting, I started looking for my purse.
It wasn't in the Huddle Room (a small meeting room for 4-6
people.) It wasn't in the
cubicle.
Turns out I had left it sitting in the car and
hadn't even locked the car doors.
I deliberately went to bed an hour early that night to try and
make up for the lost sleep.
I've worn new clothes every day this week so far.
The pants will have to wait until I can shorten them just a
touch.
Love, as always,
Pete
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