01st Nov 2007
Breathe
It’s one of those weeks where it’s probably be helpful to stop, remember to breathe, and take some nice long deep breaths.
The move is done with many thanks to Hanna, Nitza, Rod, and Duff (and thanks to others like Erin and Lee who offered their services!).
Date and I ended things this weekend, and he’s since then sent two very sweet emails. Yes, he continues to be impressive even after the fact.
I got pulled over last night driving Duff’s truck back to Capitol Hill. The officer said I was going too slow and that he smelled alcohol. I had moving boxes flapping in the back (hence the slow) and as for the alcohol, perhaps he smelled chocolate Halloween candy that we were eating while driving? He actually made me get out of the truck and do tests to see if I was drunk. My heart was beating like crazy at the insanity of the situation. And no, of course I wasn’t drunk. I rarely ever drink, and if I do, it’s a half glass of red wine at some party or maybe a margarita once in a blue moon when I’m home in Texas. Last night I am convinced it was just the Halloween candy from Jeff that could’ve contributed to my driving. Arg.
It’s one of those weeks where it’s probably be helpful to stop, remember to breathe, and take some nice long deep breaths.
The move is done with many thanks to Hanna, Nitza, Rod, and Duff (and thanks to others like Erin and Lee who offered their services!).
Date and I ended things this weekend, and he’s since then sent two very sweet emails. Yes, he continues to be impressive even after the fact.
I got pulled over last night driving Duff’s truck back to Capitol Hill. The officer said I was going too slow and that he smelled alcohol. I had moving boxes flapping in the back (hence the slow) and as for the alcohol, perhaps he smelled chocolate Halloween candy that we were eating while driving? He actually made me get out of the truck and do tests to see if I was drunk. My heart was beating like crazy at the insanity of the situation. And no, of course I wasn’t drunk. I rarely ever drink, and if I do, it’s a half glass of red wine at some party or maybe a margarita once in a blue moon when I’m home in Texas. Last night I am convinced it was just the Halloween candy from Jeff that could’ve contributed to my driving. Arg.
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