Hey, friends – happy Valentine’s Day! I don’t have Anyone Special to celebrate it with but that doesn’t mean I begrudge anyone else their romantic time! I used to get the kids candy after my divorce; now they live across the country and buy their own.
This is the intense time in my new job, next week we have the first of a twice-yearly series of four days of Board committee meetings and then the full Board meeting at the end. It’s going okay; I’d describe myself right now as catching the things that have slipped through various cracks — no hotel meeting room / catering booked for next Friday’s cocktail schmooze? Oops, I’m on it! Oh, we need to order name badges? What company do we use? Etc., etc. Next time I’ll have a better idea of what needs to be done, and when, and how to do it.
My planned work attire for Valentine’s Day is a vintage-1970s cranberry plaid maxi skirt and a cranberry sweater, worn with cheerful insouciance and some low boots. (That’s if work isn’t closed — it was 50 and sunny at noon, and now it’s snowing like crazy and it’s gonna be really cold tonight.) Apparently there’s some giant boiler lurking in the basement at my job, and we have radiators so hot you could fry an egg on them. Having spent much of my adult life freezing in too-cold forced-air commercial office space, the fact that I have my own office with a door and a window, and it’s heated to 74 degrees, is a delight.
So, what are you up to? Did someone special treat you (or did you treat yourself – hey, you’re someone special!) to perfume, candles, or scented body products? A fancy meal? A night out? I’ll be at home with the dog, but I did make myself some delightful beef stew.
photos: snapped yesterday on Canyon Road (when it was sunny and 53 degrees)