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One Fine Day:April 15th 2004 -Part II

April 15th Was a Thursday

...The phone rings...

I know it is my friend, Jean, before I pick up. She has radar. We have days where neither one of us wants to shut-up. We are both conversatation hogs who can pause long enough to appreciate what the other has to say for awhile. But that is only a 3 minute window at a time.
I curl up on my loveseat for a chat and wait for the phone to fall off my CD stand because I have stretched the cord too far. It is a silly, little victory if I can make it through a whole conversation without it happening.
Today we rush the conversation along. She has to leave for work. I have a day that is not like my other days. I do indeed have somewhere to be today. At least it is not where I have to be on every other Thursday.
I have to go to the bank. But not the one that is only around the corner and up the street. No. I was there last night. It seems since I have lost the third bank card in three months, I have to take a trip to my home branch(For all you worriers out there: Two of these lost bank cards have since been recovered. One in the washer. One in the dryer. Little cooked pieces of green plastic meat.). My home branch is all the way across town.
The bank that is only around the corner and up the street would also not permit me to take any money out. I was rather upset since I had no money in my pocket and all I really wanted was a chocolate bar. I was moody all the previous night.
I might have had money had I went to the bank when I noticed my card was missing. But I had money on Monday. I really was not concerned I had lost the card to begin with. I have grown accustomed to this hassle.
This is a good day. My babysitter will be here for her regular shift. That means I can do whatever I want, besides the bank, until 5 p.m.
I start to get ready. I hang my bathrobe up on the back of my bedroom door.
I am excited.
And with no plan...

(To Be Continued)

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Moon_1178 said…
ARRRRRRGHHHHH, I can't TAKE these stories in sessions, DAMMIT!! *ripping her hair out*
Friday, 28 May 2004 at 08:57:00 GMT-4
Queenie said…
You like it...you like it a lot.
Friday, 28 May 2004 at 09:57:00 GMT-4
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