Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
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Last Friday, I was supposed to be in two places at the same time. Months ago, I’d promised a friend that I would attend her event, the second annual Storytellers for Good Fundraiser.  Weeks after that, I promised a guy I’d met through the After Work Tennis Club that I would attend his house party.  I didn’t realize the conflict until a few days before.

(I may be the only one in the state who feels this way, but I think “flaking,” or “bailing” at the last minute is extremely rude, particularly when the event in question is one that obviously involves a fair amount of work, or means a lot to the person hosting.)

Located on opposite sides of the city in non-parking friendly neighborhoods, I would have to twist myself in knots to make it to both.  I was already exhausted and reeling from a stressful week at work, but I was determined to show up.

At the fundraiser, I met a woman.  She was blond, petite, friendly.  We hit it off easily and she told me that she had just adopted a dog named Chloe.  Despite the fact that Chloe was displaying severe symptoms of abuse and seemed to be making her life hell, it became instantly clear that she really loved this dog.

Like any devoted parent, she pulled out pictures to show me.  Chloe was indeed adorable.  I love animals, but I asked her if she minded the huge sacrifices.  She said:

“You know taking care of Chloe has really changed my life. I can’t really go out anymore, and since I can’t leave her alone and can’t always afford doggie day care, she has to be either at my apartment in San Francisco or my parents house in Menlo Park. I spend a lot of time driving between the two places, and I’ve also had to hire a trainer for her.“

Thinking about the other party, I thought about making a run for it.  I nodded my head, listening, but I also stood up and started putting my coat on.

“Earlier this year, I was about to turn 35…”

I noticed then that something strange was happening with her eyes.  I sat back down.

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This is how I feel about today:

If you haven’t sent one of these yet, it’s not too late.  My top 10 favorites…

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If you couldn’t tell from last week’s post (which I promise I will actually write), I’m a little underwater at the moment…

“Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.”
~Aristotle

Serendipity (–noun)

1.  An aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.

2. Good fortune; luck.

3.  Luck that takes the form of finding valuable or pleasant things that are not looked for.

I confess. I have…

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For a moment, I was thinking I’d write today about how much I miss Ireland, about how I’m mentally unprepared to go back to work tomorrow, and about how I’ve already broken all of the New Years’ resolutions that I have yet to make.  They are, of course, the same ones that carry over from year to year:

1. Eat in.  Learn to cook.

2.  Sign up for those French classes you ditched last year.  And the year before…

3.  Simplify.  Don’t over commit.  Learn to say no.

4.  Open your mail.

5.  Save.  No, like really.

6.  Get more sleep.

7.  Get out of the house.

8.  Leave work at the office.

9.  Stop procrastinating.

10.  Keep in touch.

But then I thought… WHY BOTHER? Life is short.

I met a boy.

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Hi Y’all,

SF Single Girl is taking a much needed break.

I shall return.

-SFSG