I woke up at seven yesterday after about seven hours of really fitful sleep. The first thing I did was grab a soda out of the fridge and turn on my phones. I then sat on the couch watching the news as I called mom.
“You want to go get our ice cream?” I asked her.
“Let me get dressed and you can pick me up under the portico,” she replied.
The ladies at Fred’s Dollar Store were glad to see us. We hadn’t done this little ritual since before the holidays. Mom ate about two or three spoonful's of chocolate ice cream and gave me the rest of the pint.
As we were driving up Cherry drive to take mom home, my cellphone rang.
“Answer it,” I told mom. “I don’t like to talk on my cellphone and drive.”
It was dad. Mom handed me the phone and I pulled to the side of the road.
“I found out today your ex-wife got married again and quickly divorced,” dad told me gossiping like little old ladies.
“Poor Rachel,” I thought. “She would date the first guy who gave her the least bit of attention.”
Within weeks of us divorcing she was having a fling with the copier repair guy at the library and had also signed up for all the online dating websites. She somehow just couldn't feel complete without a man in her life.
Well, that made me feel sad for Rachel for the rest of the night at work. I actually want her to be okay and to have a normal life. I am not bitter about our divorce at all thinking it was one of the better things that happened to me when all will be said and done.
Work was pretty interesting, though. They kept me on my feet last night. I managed to sell one of the biggest LCD televisions we have in the store. The fellow said he couldn’t sleep and just came in to browse. Imagine my good fortune when he pulled out his credit card and told me he wanted the Sharp model we were looking at.
It was 34 degrees and raining as I walked out of the store this morning to my car. “Damn,” I muttered. “Two degrees and it would be snowing.”
The dogs have had their sausage biscuits and hashbrowns and are already in the bed. I can hear Maggie scratching as I type this doing our normal routine of getting ready for bed. I am heading that way myself soon as well.
9 comments:
Very sweet that you care so much about Rachel's happiness. That is the kind of guy you are.
I have the 52" Sharp Aquos and love it. Sorry to hear about Rachel and that you were sad over it. I would be too. I know you don't wish her anything bad. I bet she would be happy to know that you are doing so well. I know I am :) I like that you pull over when you are talking on the cell in the car. Most people don't.
Good of you to have so much compassion. I'm glad for that. I thought that you would since you are so loving towards the dogs.
It sounds like you're in a quiet, satisfying part of your life right now.
Rachel was lucky to have you. Not the drunk you but the Andrew inside. Good for you selling that TV! I used the services of our local Walmart Electronics Specialist the other day and told him about my friend who has the same job in Alabama. Same with the cart guys. I told them what a good job they were doing...
You know it does make us sad when people that we care about have unfortunate situations in their lives.
Sounds like you are in a good place at work. How did you manage all the crowds at Christmas? It would drive me absolutely crazy. That is why I try to avoid the crowds.
As far as I'm concerned, the only time I find visits to WalMart not stressful is late at night or early morning. What a perfect job this has turned out to be for you and I'm sure you have all the techie answers people seek when buying electronics. Win-win! :-)
That you can look back at your ex and the end of that marriage and feel ok with it and wish her well now shows that you have more together emotionally than most folks I know. I so agree, leave the animosity and hurts behind, wish each other well and move on!
My ex married right away. I'm so glad he's stayed married. We weren't a good match, but I've always wanted him to be happy.
Great late night sale! Too bad you don't get commission.
For an Alabamean, you have a surprising amount of wisdom about snow, and what it takes to make it happen.
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