It Was Wonderful Creme Brulee

I was at the office at 7:30 this morning, preparing to write an offer with clients I showed houses to last night.  They found a drop-dead fantastic craftsman bungalow in a very desirable neighborhood at a price that was just stupidly reasonable.  On the market 2 days, and of course, we were competing to get it since another Realtor was writing an offer as we were looking at the house.  We put together a good offer, I got pulled over for speeding (just a warning, thanks Officer!) on the way to deliver the offer, chatted with the listing agent, and then got the call that my clients didn’t get the house.  Poopy. 

At mid-morning, already highly caffeinated and all jumpy from the adrenaline of writing real estate contracts, I met my friend Linda for coffee at Starbucks.  Had a good time and then left, returning about a thousand phone calls.  Saw one of the kids I know from youth retreats as she drove past, so called her and she regaled me with a story of how she had just returned from a mission trip to Texas wherein an 8-year-old inner city kid groped her boobs during a game of “touch football” that she’s pretty sure he knew did not sanction feeling up the 18 year old girl from Nebraska.  Apparently when he was later forced to apologize, he did it in a voice that conveyed he did not appreciate being narced on and was only saying he was sorry because someone forced him.  Then, she said, he high-fived one of his little friends.

I received a generous gift card to a nice restaurant from a past client last month on my birthday.  So this afternoon, I treated my friend Mary to lunch (because she’s the nicest person I know, and she bakes the best cheesecake I’ve ever tasted, and because she is always helping other people and totally deserves someone waiting on her hand and foot).  It was so fun to just say “Get whatever you want!” and she did.  She had seafood bisque and crabcake salad and a peanut butter fudge cake.  I had rare seared tuna with chili sauce, cilantro cashew rice with asparagus, and creme brulee for dessert.  No children in the restaurant, beautiful black, white and grey decor, fountains and quiet music.  It was heavenly. 

I got home and took a nap for an hour.  We considered going to watch the horse races tonight, but it’s supposed to rain so we nixed that.  Rabbit is having a snack and then the three of us are going grocery shopping together.

Not a bad day at all.

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One comment on “It Was Wonderful Creme Brulee

  1. I’m jealous of your rain. Enjoy it. Someday it will rain here…so they keep saying.

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