Tonight was good.
Usually a client talks to me at some point during a project. We make smalltalk on the porch or in the hall until one of us gets called away. Projects usually wind up being spaced so that I don't see that person again. I always wonder about them, hoping they got well enough to go home.
I've been down there three times in the last month or so, so the current faces are familiar. :-) Tonight was the Christmas party and the clients got presents from a Santa that reminded me more of Ira Glass than Santa, despite the suit, but it was fun. There was a lot of food, particularly desserts. I was talking to a lady who wouldn't let her husband wear his 'corny' reindeer tie, yet she had on a aqua vest with a giant white fuzzy collar and the whole thing was covered with several large snowmen with button eyes. hee hee
Anyway, she complimented my pumpkin bundt cake. I said, "Oh, was it good?" She looked confused and asked, "You didn't eat your own cake?" I said, "No, I ate it. It seemed good, but I wasn't sure how good." She looked more confused. I then explained about the driving from Indy to NYC for cheesecake trip. I didn't even get to the nighttrain to Prague for a particular cup of coffee story. Yes, the cake seemed good, but I didn't know that I would drive out of state for a piece of it. My concept of what a good dessert is...is, well, perhaps slightly skewed from everyone else's. hee hee Maybe you can see why my husband tells me not to be difficult when people want a simple answer like "Thank you. I'm glad you like it."
In addition to clients, staff, and volunteers, a few former clients came to the party tonight. I remembered one and after a little while he remembered talking to me. It was last April. I was taking a break from helping hang the gutter and we chatted for quite a while on the porch. He's doing a lot better. It's taking time, but he's getting back on his feet. I really appreciated being able to hear that. It was good to see him. To know good news for sure about at least one person. I needed that. Tonight was a good night.
Friday, December 18, 2009
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