It’s mother’s day and I spoke with my mother last night. The caretaker of the woman my mother treats asked what we’re going to do, which is nothing. Mother’s day is every day, isn’t it? As is father’s day. My family doesn’t celebrate shit. My dad’s birthday was just a few days before I had my interview and subsequently got the job. I was on my way to a friend’s apartment to work on my excel spreadsheet when I called him and he had forgotten it was his birthday. My mother forgets my birthday and my age. No matter. I talked to her last night and we’re all good. I need some more furniture. I need to get my cat back here. Already bought giant bags of food and litter. Unfortunately, Pet Airways isn’t flying until mid June. I also need to buy a suit. My fabulous $300 one doesn’t fit me since I still haven’t dropped the weight I gained last year. It’s such a waste. I’m getting new pearl earrings and a new Longchamp bag. I have never met with such a high level official in my life, and though I’m not expected to say anything…yet, I’ll be traveling with a bunch of lawyers, a senator’s daughter, my boss and our board member/policy advisor. I’m excited and very scared.
My mother made me give my boss, the executive director of our organization, some special tea, as gift, upon my hiring. I gave it to her after we went over our one month plan. I was embarrassed but admitted that my mother made me do it and that she was thankful that I had been given this job. My boss said, “No, you earned this job.” So there you go.
My friend’s mother - the one that let me waitress at her bar to make extra money while I was broke as hell - has asked about me. Her boyfriend emailed me for an update the other day. I was happy to report that all I going well. So strange to think that I was balancing beers and liquor on a tray for tips not that long ago, and now I’m heading to DC!
So happy mother’s day. I appreciate my own, and my friend’s mothers and even my new roommate’s mother, as they have all been so kind to me. Happy Day!
1 year ago