Because I am a dork, I belong to a book group. Because I am an even bigger dork, I belong to a book group that meets on Friday nights, when the cool people are out partying or drinking or some such. I stayed late at work today, because I was behind on returning phone calls, and when I got done, I went straight to book group (minus a brief stop at Trader Joe's for some almonds and a sample of gnocchi with meat sauce, which I ate, including the meat. Lamb, check. Pork, check. Beef, check. I am officially off the wagon.).
The book group hostess had water boiling for tea. We sat down in a cozy family room with tea and snacks and books and conversation, and it was exactly what I needed after a week of running about putting out fires. After a few minutes, I could breathe again. I could have, had I not been interested in the discussion, laid my head down right there amongst friends and gone to sleep.
The book group hostess had water boiling for tea. We sat down in a cozy family room with tea and snacks and books and conversation, and it was exactly what I needed after a week of running about putting out fires. After a few minutes, I could breathe again. I could have, had I not been interested in the discussion, laid my head down right there amongst friends and gone to sleep.
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