Well, its been almost two weeks now since I lost my precious, adorably, fabulous digital camera on my trip to Richmond. I've been so sad to not be able to take pictures that I haven't posted. (good excuse, eh?) And this week was a week when I so wanted to take pictures of Chicago. The begining of the week was so warm, it felt like the middle of summer still. Then, yesterday, a cold wind began to blow, and I swear, leaves started changing to yellow all around me. Buildings are having their landscape crews pulling out the fading summer flowers and replacing them with amazingly beautiful fall bushes with red and yellow blooms/leaves. And the wind. I love this wind. Ask me how I feel about it when I'm carrying groceries, a baby, and a bag home from the grocery store in february and I'll probably have different feelings, but right now... it is exhilerating, refreshing, and just plain nifty-keen.
Nilesh and I are super excited because we got our first person signed up beneath us in our fabulous business. For those of you who don't know, we are Independant Business Owners and I'm loving this. Not only is it a way for me to feel productive and useful, but I'm also meeting tons of awesome people and actually making friends. Granted, most of them have names that it takes me a week to learn to pronounce, but they are super sweet, very cool people. And they make kick-ass food. As to the business, we're working hard, going out every day to contact new people and I'm going to get trained as a skin care analyst. woo woo! The best thing about the stuff we sell though, is that its all top quality, biodegradable, hypoallergenic, what have you... AND it has stopped him from wanting to buy things at the evil that is Walmart. (for the most part.)
As to theater, I was thinking the other day how I don't miss it at all. I wondered, what the hell is happening to me? Theater is my love, my passion, my life. Then, I realized that I just spent the last year doing theater 24/7 as grunt girl. That ended just a few months back. Of course I'm not craving it right now. Once I figured that out (in a lovely moment standing, all windblown on the El platform waiting to go get my blood tested) I realized that my love will return and I'm still the same person I always have been. Just now, I also clean floors and tubs and get very proud of how sparkly my bare apartment gets. So, never fear, this business I'm getting into won't replace theater, it'll just make it possible for Nilesh to retire early, be a stay-at-home-dad, and allow me the freedom to go to grad school, travel and direct to my little hearts content, when I want to... which sounds awfully nice.
There's a little old man I've seen around the neighborhood since we moved here. He walks so slowly, with his cane, sometimes it takes him 3 stop lights to cross 2 lanes of traffic. He rides the bus and takes the train. He takes these little tiny shuffling steps. I was on the train with him last week, and because he was sitting, and not taking his characteristic tiny steps, I didn't know it was him. Then, five stops before mine, he gets up and starts walking the 5 feet to the door of the train. Everyone seems to think he wants off at this stop. They hold the door, he waves them to let it close. Next station, he's not there yet, they hold the door again, he waves them to let it close. Finally, he arrives at the door JUST as the train arrives at our station. Made me almost proud of him, how well he had timed his travel to the door to get out at the right stop. That's all I know about him. I've helped him a couple times as he was crossing the street. He feels like a fragile bird. So light and delicate, but he keeps on moving. I wonder where he goes, why he makes such herculean efforts to travel when it seems to take so much effort.
Anyway, thought I'd share that little odd bit that is my life. Now, I'm gonna mail out catalogs and samples. Let me know if you want any fun little samples and I'll be happy to get them to ya... I've got skin care stuff, shaving, some perfume samples, laundry tablets and of course, yummy food stuffs. the price is that I then get to call and ask how you liked things, and if you want to buy them from me. mwuahahahahah!
After that, I'm makin' spaghetti with turkey burger and kale. mmmmmm. Side dish of carrots and yellow squash with a little brown sugar on 'em.
Nilesh and I are super excited because we got our first person signed up beneath us in our fabulous business. For those of you who don't know, we are Independant Business Owners and I'm loving this. Not only is it a way for me to feel productive and useful, but I'm also meeting tons of awesome people and actually making friends. Granted, most of them have names that it takes me a week to learn to pronounce, but they are super sweet, very cool people. And they make kick-ass food. As to the business, we're working hard, going out every day to contact new people and I'm going to get trained as a skin care analyst. woo woo! The best thing about the stuff we sell though, is that its all top quality, biodegradable, hypoallergenic, what have you... AND it has stopped him from wanting to buy things at the evil that is Walmart. (for the most part.)
As to theater, I was thinking the other day how I don't miss it at all. I wondered, what the hell is happening to me? Theater is my love, my passion, my life. Then, I realized that I just spent the last year doing theater 24/7 as grunt girl. That ended just a few months back. Of course I'm not craving it right now. Once I figured that out (in a lovely moment standing, all windblown on the El platform waiting to go get my blood tested) I realized that my love will return and I'm still the same person I always have been. Just now, I also clean floors and tubs and get very proud of how sparkly my bare apartment gets. So, never fear, this business I'm getting into won't replace theater, it'll just make it possible for Nilesh to retire early, be a stay-at-home-dad, and allow me the freedom to go to grad school, travel and direct to my little hearts content, when I want to... which sounds awfully nice.
There's a little old man I've seen around the neighborhood since we moved here. He walks so slowly, with his cane, sometimes it takes him 3 stop lights to cross 2 lanes of traffic. He rides the bus and takes the train. He takes these little tiny shuffling steps. I was on the train with him last week, and because he was sitting, and not taking his characteristic tiny steps, I didn't know it was him. Then, five stops before mine, he gets up and starts walking the 5 feet to the door of the train. Everyone seems to think he wants off at this stop. They hold the door, he waves them to let it close. Next station, he's not there yet, they hold the door again, he waves them to let it close. Finally, he arrives at the door JUST as the train arrives at our station. Made me almost proud of him, how well he had timed his travel to the door to get out at the right stop. That's all I know about him. I've helped him a couple times as he was crossing the street. He feels like a fragile bird. So light and delicate, but he keeps on moving. I wonder where he goes, why he makes such herculean efforts to travel when it seems to take so much effort.
Anyway, thought I'd share that little odd bit that is my life. Now, I'm gonna mail out catalogs and samples. Let me know if you want any fun little samples and I'll be happy to get them to ya... I've got skin care stuff, shaving, some perfume samples, laundry tablets and of course, yummy food stuffs. the price is that I then get to call and ask how you liked things, and if you want to buy them from me. mwuahahahahah!
After that, I'm makin' spaghetti with turkey burger and kale. mmmmmm. Side dish of carrots and yellow squash with a little brown sugar on 'em.
2 Comments:
That man sounds like he'd have some very interesting stories to tell. I don't know though which is better: hearing his stories or making up stories of your own about him.
What a marvelous little man. Do you think someday you might meet him? Or as Lori said, making up stories could be as interesting. Only 2 weeks till Char and Alex get there. Lucky. They'll be the first to meet Nilesh. Mom
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