It was mostly just another day. There was coffee, like all the other many days, which was good, followed by just another day of work which wasn’t bad.
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| Another day, another bowl of soup. |
A midafternoon knock on the front door introduced a moment
of annoyance. I considered not answering but I failed to meet that challenge
and answered it. On the walk at the bottom of the stairs stood two dudes,
bundled in coats with “Trinity” lettered on the left chest.
I’ve been feeling pretty salty, so I greeted them with “Hey,
so what are we selling today? Could it be …. Solar?” Of course it was. The guys
were actually nice and listened to all my concerns about solar panels and all the
reasons why I don’t want them (ugly, stupid looking, would probably need a roof
first, and based on my electric bill, I would never recoup the cost).
After work, it was off to dance class. Dance, no matter
where it takes place, almost always elevates a day beyond just another day. While
Sunday dance takes place in a yoga studio, Tuesday dance happens in a church
hall. We did a veil warmup and worked on a choreography and it was fun. It
might have started as just another day, but it wrapped up as better than
average.
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