Offer from Pitt

This morning, I woke up a little when Drew left for work, but I decided to go to back to sleep. I did text Leanne about possibly taking Maci to the pool, but she said that she went to the pool all day yesterday, and didn’t really get to see her, so wanted to spend time with her today, and plus it was supposed to rain. I just want to go to the pool so badly, but it looked like rain, so I rolled over and went back to bed until my phone went off. I looked at my phone and there was a text from my mother-in-law, asking if we wanted to go to dinner and see Ken and Cheryl. They were in town from Arizona. Drew and I had planned a date together, so I just ignored the text for now.

When I got out of my bed, and went downstairs I saw the clock on the stove said 11:00AM, I was in bed that long, crazy! I made some coffee and watched Jamestown. I flirted with the idea of going to the gym, but I am not sure if I even want to go. I am just so lazy. I FaceTimed my mom and we chatted for about a half an hour, then I went back to watching Jamestown.

All of the sudden my phone rang, and I looked at the screen it was a Pitt number. I was so shocked. I picked up the phone and answered, “This is Danielle.” The woman on the line said, her name was Amy from the Human Resources Department of the University of Pittsburgh. She asked if I had a moment to go over an offer. I said, “of course.” I was smiling so big and I fought back the urge to scream and laugh with excitement. I paused Jamestown and went into the dining room, and grabbed my notebook and pen and jotted down the details. She told me everything regarding the position with social sciences. I wanted to just accept and shut her up, but I listened. She asked if I had any questions so far? I said,”Would I have to tell Heinz Chapel, or would you do that?  She said, “You would have to give your two weeks to Heinz Chapel, if you accept.” I said, “Yes, I formally accept.” she laughed a little and then she congratulated me and gave me the details of Orientation, and said that it would start on June 17th. Orientation would be from 8:30AM until 2:30PM. Then I would get my Pitt ID from Litchfield Towers, then go home. The 18th is when I would report to the department for my first day. I was so happy. I took down some notes, and then she said that she will e-mail me and send me an offer letter in the mail formally. I was so ecstatic.

When I got off the phone with HR, I tried to call Drew and he didn’t answer, so I tried my mom and she didn’t answer. I called my mother-in-law and she was so happy she almost screamed. She was at the casino with dad, and their friends. She said, she was going to place a bet for me and make her rich! I laughed, and when I got off the phone with her I texted Drew he was so happy for me. I called Heinz Chapel. Pat answered the phone. I told her that I unfortunately, have to put my two weeks in. She said, I know what this is about.” I said, “You do?” She said, “Yes, you accepted the position with Alumni Hall.” I said, “No, I accepted the position with Social Sciences.” She said, “Oh, but didn’t you interview with Alumni Hall? I said, Yes I did, but I was waiting to hear back from Social Sciences since the first week of June.” She said, “Oh Okay, well when do you start?” I said, “June 17th.” She said, “Alright, well lets make you primary to Frank, that weekend there is no sense in you being Primary since you are leaving.” I said, “alright, thank you. I am sorry.” she said, ‘no it’s okay, I am not going to hold you back from a full-time position. It puts us in a bind.” I said, “I know I am sorry. I hope you have other people lined up, and thank you for this opportunity and for giving me a chance.” She said, “Well you are not done yet.” I laughed.

When I got off the phone with Pat, my mom FaceTimed me and I told her. She was so happy she cried a little. She asked me to call Dad. I did and he was so happy for me. Drew finally called me for a second and was so happy to hear the news and so proud of me. We are going to celebrate all weekend and probably next weekend. I feel so blessed.
Well I never made it to the gym. I did some laundry, cleaned the bathrooms, straightened up the living room, and the office. I noticed my stomach is a bit off. I ate a peanut butter sandwich, but that was it. I think it was nerves and all the feelings.

After I got a shower and got dressed, and waited for Drew to come home. We talked for a second on the phone, but he was so busy during the day.  When he finally came home, I greeted him with a kiss. He hugged me so tight. He was so happy for me. I was so relieved. He asked me to tell him how it went down. I told him how I got the call, and I was watching Jamestown. I didn’t leave any detail out. He was so excited, and proud of me. It felt so good.

When we left the house, we went to the cafe. We were going to meet his parents there, they were going to bring their friends with them. Drew and I ate dinner, and had some drinks, while we waited for his parents. When they arrived, this was my first time meeting Ken and Cheryl. They are the nicest, down to earth people. I have heard so much about them. They moved to Arizona after the Mills shut down. They got out, while they could.  When we got home, it was about 10pm. We went straight to bed.

Decisions

Every day there are so many decisions a person has to make. What time should I get up? What should I wear? Should I wear a sweater? or perhaps it is too hot and won’t need one? so, then what bus do I need to take? What should I eat for lunch? Hot or iced coffee? Life is so full of decisions, and if we stopped and thought about how many times we struggle with decisions every day, I bet the number would be up there, and it would be be pretty high.

Currently, I am struggling with a huge decision, and I think it is pretty obvious what my answer should be. I am presently employed with the University of Pittsburgh’s ALL TEMP’s department. I am in my third temporary assignment. The assignment that I am fulfilling is Wedding Coordinator/Docent for the Heinz Chapel. The plan is for me to start out at as a temp and then be brought on as a part-time employee, if my performance is satisfactory.

Prior to accepting the position with Heinz Chapel, I had been on several interviews. Some I have made it to the second round, others not so much. However, since I have started this position with Heinz Chapel, I have been keeping pretty busy, and kind of forgot about the Social Sciences position that I interviewed for back in early June, so I did send a follow up e-mail for two reasons.

  • It has been awhile, since I heard anything and I just wanted to follow up. I would love to be the candidate of their choice.
  • It would be nice to have my weekends back again.

I did eventually hear back from Social Sciences via e-mail. I was relived that they still wanted to pursue me. In the e-mail, she stated that she wanted to reach out to my references. I dialed her office number, and thankfully she had a few minutes to speak to me. I wanted to make her aware of a few things before she reached out to my references. 

First, I wanted to let her know that there is someone not saying such nice things about me. It is not one of my references, I think it may be someone from my first assignment at Pitt. I just said, I think I rubbed elbows with someone the wrong way. She said, well thank you for your honesty, as long as you learned from it. I said, yes I have. I think my personality gets in the way sometimes. She said, that she could tell that would be my biggest challenge, is my bubbly personality. She also said, that she used to be just like me, but she has had to learn to tone it down in order to let it get in the way of work. I was glad she was able to empathize with me, and wasn’t going to let that interfere with my chance of being the candidate for the position.
Secondly, I told her about my employment at Heinz Chapel, and how I do not want Pat or Wendy to know that I am considering employment elsewhere. I made sure she knew that I was only a temp, so she would know that it would be okay to still pursue me as the candidate. She understood, and asked how I found out about what that one person was saying about me. I told her that I kind of pushed Pat, and she gave me an idea of who it was, and not to be worried about it.
Thankfully, Linda was understanding. She told me the next step would be for her to contact my references, and once she does so, she will be in touch with me regarding the next step. This conversation took place on Monday, and it is now Thursday. I have heard that she has been in contact with all the references, I imagine, and I am waiting to hear back from her. I understand we are about to embark on a holiday weekend, so I am not trying to think too much, but it would be so nice to know that I am the candidate and it is in the Dean’s hand, and then in the Provost’s hand. I just want to be the one.
Today, I am at the desk working as a docent, and I get a call from RMU. It was Professor DiLauro on the phone. He wanted to see if I was still interested in the part-time position with RMU. I said, oh wow. He said, Yes I know I sent you a letter of rejection, and I want to apologize, but the position became available again, and you were one of the top candidates for the position. I said, “Yes, I am.” Because I was still interested, but just for the sake of conversation I wanted to know what happened to the candidate that he chose? and why the position was open again so soon? He said, “Well she went through the whole process, then decided that part-time just wasn’t going to cut it for her.” I said, “I understand.” I thanked him for his honesty, and then decided it was my turn to be honest. I told him about the opportunities here at Pitt, and how there is probably going to be an offer coming from the Social Science department, and that it would be an opportunity to be a Full-time employee of the University of Pittsburgh. He was actually happy for me, and said well how about we do this, send me over an e-mail with some references, and then I will contact them and get the ball rolling over here. I know you said, they are supposed to get in touch with you, so lets say get in touch with me by Wednesday, July 5 and I will keep the window open for you. I agreed that should be enough time, but at the same time, when was she going to call me?
When I got off the phone with him, I immediately texted Drew, and told him. He said, “Oh wow,” which was my reaction, as well.  He told me that if I turn down this opportunity at Pitt, then there is a good chance, that I may never get the opportunity to work at Pitt again, considering all that has happened to me here. He then said, if I wanted to apply at RMU in the future I could, but for right now I need to accept this opportunity with Pitt. He told me that I know Social Sciences is going to make you an offer, it’s just a matter of time. He may be right, but at the same time RMU would provide for me a fresh start, a chance to go to grad school without the GRE score, and the schedule would work fabulously when we have children, plus RMU is home to me. Pitt, would be great to get into it, but at the same time I wouldn’t be able to attend grad school without a gre score, and on top of that we would definitely need day care, if I were to stay at Pitt while we had children. He says, he has a bad feeling about this and brought up the awful thing that happened when I decided to leave the radio station for a position where I was misled. I hate when people bring that up, especially him. If anyone knows, what I went through that day, it was him, and this is nothing compared to what I have been through, this is a whole new beast.

After texting with Drew, I know what he is saying. I get it. Leaving Pitt for an opportunity with RMU would probably hurt my chances of ever getting back into Pitt. I don’t think it is the best idea. However, I have been waiting for an opportunity to come along with RMU for so long. While I was feeling emotional, and trying not to cry, a tour of about 42 people came in. A mix of children and adults. I  thought this was a scheduled tour, so I asked them all to sit in the middle of the chapel, in view of the transept windows. Pat, my director, was talking to some people in the chapel. I politely interrupted her, and asked if she would turn around, when she did she saw the group of people, she looked at me. I said, “is this your tour?” She said, “wow, no.” I said, “Okay, well should I get a mic?” she said, “I don’t think you need one.” I said, “Okay.” I did not want to do this right now. I was so emotional, from the conversation and torn with my decision, this is not what I wanted to do. I put my best smile on, and looked at the group of children. I asked them, “So who here, knows what Heinz ketchup is?” they all raised their hands. I said, “Great, who knows what heinz field is?” They all raised her hand. I said, “Well this chapel, was a gift from H.J Heinz to his mother. He left a sum of money when he passed away, that something be done with it to honor his mother, so boys this is what you should do to honor your mother.” They all looked at me like I lost my mind, and the adults all laughed. I also said, if you look at the windows you will see some familiar faces, does anyone recognize anyone in the windows?” They all raised their hands. I said, “No, need just shout.” They all shouted, “George washington, Ben Franklin, Abraham Lincoln.” I said, “Correct. Heinz’s mom, thought religion and education were very cool things to have in our minds, and in our hearts, so this chapel combines both, religion and education.” Then, a little boy raised his hand, and said, I called on him and he said, “I see something modern here.” I said, “What is that?” he said, “The exit sign.” I said, “Yes you are very observant.” then Pat, chimed in and said, “Also, if you feel that cold air. We had climate control installed, and an elevator put in.” I got a little annoyed. Pat they don’t give a shit about climate control they are kids.

When she was finished, I also mentioned something about the Gothic architecture. I said,”If you look at the stone and the way it is carved, and the pointy elements of the chapel. Doesn’t it remind you of Hogwarts and Harry Potter?” they all agreed and smiled. I said, this p. articular architecture is called Gothic.” They asked when it was built? I said, 1933 is when the ground was broken, and it became a legit building in 1938.” They seemed to have liked my tour. We turned the organ on for them for a few minutes, then they were were out the door.

After the tour, I checked my phone. I told Drew I din’t want to talk about this anymore, until I saw him. He brought me some water, when he was on his way over. I wasn’t mad when I saw him, but I was passionate. I wanted to make this decision for myself. We did have a donor in the building, so I pulled out a folding chair for him to sit in, and we talked it all out. I told him that, if we weren’t married I would be able to make this decision for myself, and not have to involve anyone else, but I probably would have made the wrong decision, without having counsel from you.” He nodded his head and agreed. Individuality is something that I cherish, and this is not one of those times where I can make a decision on my own. I have to consider the other person in this marriage, and I think maybe that was bothering me too.

Overall, I didn’t even have an offer from Linda yet, so I was fair game for anything in my mind, but I do have to do what is best. Andrew understood what I was saying, and he said, that he didn’t like how I was second best with RMU. He said, I didn’t deserve that. I agree. I don’t deserve to be second best. I know what I need to do, and that is focus on Pitt.

When we left the chapel, and got on the bus. I was in a good state of mind. We were in a good state. I decided to not go to the gym. I just made some chicken, and hung out. I watched Jamestown and did some laundry. I just feel emotionally worn out, and didn’t feel like working out, so I worked    on my blog, and did some laundry.

Geri Allen

Geri Allen passed away yesterday (Tuesday, June 27, 2017). I worked with Geri, as her assistant in the Jazz Studies office. It was my second assignment through the temp office at the University of Pittsburgh. When I first heard the news, I was shocked. I saw someone on Facebook posted a picture of her, with a caption saying something like Rest In Peace my dear friend. 

When I was her assistant, I remember not agreeing with her most of the time, and finding it hard to work with her, because I never knew what she wanted or needed done. She was a musician and I was a type A, organized, administrative assistant. She was creative soul and a brilliant pianist. 

Unfortunately I never had a taste for the Jazz and never appreciated it, even as her assistant, but in this moment I am listening to Geri Allen play the piano on Spotify for the first time. I still don’t have the apperciation, and the liking for Jazz, but it is nice to hear her play the piano and it is comforting and strange as well. 

A few minutes ago, I called Frank, he is her assistant now. I trained him during Jazz Seminar week. He and I went to lunch with her on my last day. She picked up the tab and we took the picture that is above. Frank is hanging in and he feels empty. He told me about the tribute to her that will take place during this year’s jazz seminar. 

Today, I feel numb and a little nothing. I knew her. I worked for her. She was my boss. I didn’t always understand how and why she did things, and we didn’t really connect, but I grew to respect her at the end, and I enjoyed our conversation at lunch that day, and now she is gone. It is weird. 

Rest In Peace, Geri. 

Bittersweet Day

This morning, I was able to sleep in a bit, which was nice. I didn’t have to be in Oakland until 12:30pm. My second interview with Alumni Hall wasn’t until 1pm. 

Around 11am I got dressed in my grey business suit, with a white blouse. I looked very professional. I wasn’t sure what to honk about this interview, but I was excited to have made it to the second round.

 When I arrived in Oakland, I parked a long S. Bellefield, by the Music Department. I hate parking on Fifth or any main street for that matter. I always feel pressured, and parallel parking is not my forte. 

When I walked into Alumni Hall, I had 15 minutes to go before my interview started, so I introduced myself to the receptionist, and told her who I was here to see. She notified my contact, and I changed my shoes. As I was changing my shoes, and putting on my heels, Kathy came around the corner and shook my hand on her way to lunch. She is one of the women I met with during the first round of interviews.

After I was situated, I took a seat and waited for my contact to greet me. When he came around the corner he shook my hand, and introduced himself. I told him my name and he invited me back to his office. On our way to his office, he introduced me to his assistant, and then we went into his office. He shut the door behind me, and asked me to sit at the round table. 

Once I took my seat, I handed him my resume, and the interview was underway. He was straight up with me and told me this position, would be like trying to get a drink out of a firehose. I kind of laughed a little, thinking he was trying to be funny. He said, no I am serious. I said I never heard that phrase before. He said, well it is a new positoion, and the duties are going to be very vague. I am not even sure who you will be reporting to, but you will be upstairs in a cube, responsible for many different tasks. You will be at many events, etc. I am not sure what they told you about the position, or if they really told you much at all.”

During the conversation, I tried to reflect on what what said during the first interview. Granted that first interview took place like a week ago, so I really can’t remember what all was said. Other than the fact that, they asked me what I thought of Stallings and Narduzzi. I did however appreciate him being straight up with me about the position. I have done very little with Alumni, but I always thought I would love working in this department, and have loved what little I did, but was it enough to survive in this position? 

Around a quarter after 1pm, he said the reason why I keep looking at the time, is because the director of Heinz Chapel is due here at 2pm and you need to be out of here. I don’t want her to see you. I said, oh okay, that is a good reason.” I don’t want Heinz Chapel knowing that I am seeking another position, but he did say that if I were to be there candidate that he would chose, then he would take it upon himself to tell her. I don’t believe they would hold me back, but I don’t want to assume anything here. 

After the interview was over, he told me not to be alarmed if I don’t hear anything back for a couple weeks with the holiday approaching, it will take some time to sort everything out, and for all of this to go up the flagpole. I was just honored to have a chance. 

On my way to the car, I called Drew and told him what happened and how it went. He thought it was funny that She was on her way to meet him, and I was there. I was glad I didn’t run into her. He was glad it went well, and we both thought this would buy me some time to hear from Linda as well.

When I got home, I made some lunch, and thought about throwing in some laundry, but I just tossed in the basement, and left it for Friday. After lunch, I took a nap, and woke up to a phone call coming in from my mother-in-law. I answered the phone and we chatted about my interview. I had to get up and get ready to go to the gym, when Drew got home.

When Drew came home, we talked for awhile about the two positions, and what it would mean if I chose one or the other. We also discussed how intense and vague the alumni one sounded. Perhaps I would be better off with social sciences. 

When we finally got to the gym, we went our separate ways. I did my usual routine, an hour of cardio then machines. I really needed the workout and I did have some energy to burn off. It felt good. When I was finished, I went to the lobby and waited for Drew. I checked Facebook and as I am scrolling I see one of my friends had a picture up of Geri Allen, and the caption said something to the effect, Rest In Peace my dear friend. I couldn’t believe it. She is gone. Someone I worked for has passed away. 

Dentist & Hair Appt

This morning I got up around 7:30am and got a shower, got dressed, and went to the dentist.  I had this slight pain in my tooth where the crown is. I had a root Canal there, so it is hard to believe I have pain. I hope it’s nothing, but we will see.

When I arrived to the dentist, Donna was so happy to see me. I told her about my position at Pitt, and she was excited for me. She asked, so does this mean that we are going to make your 6 month smiles appointment. I said, “I am not sure about that right now. We have to get our finances together.” Always looking for a way to get money out of me.

When Dr. Barber examined my mouth, he didn’t find anything wrong. He drilled down the bite a little, and said perhaps I was grinding my teeth in my sleep, and aggravated my teeth making them sore. Perhaps, but I am still a bit uncomfortable. We will see if it doesn’t clear up, I may make an appointment with the people who did my root canal.

After the dentist, I went to my parents to see my dogs, before my hair appointment. I didn’t want to go back home and have to come back out again. I sat with them for awhile and had a bowl of cereal.

Around 15 mins to 11am, I went to my hair appointment. I wanted to do something a bit different, but professional. I had a big interview tomorrow. I wasnt sure I wanted to be bright light blonde.

When I got to my hair salon, I told her what I was thinking and she said, that I was going to hate the gold at the roots. It would be hard to like. I agreed with her gold can be funny. She pulled out her color swatch and we decided on a darker blonde at the root, and keep the light blonde. I was so nervous. It turned out way better than I thought it would. I am super happy with it.

After my hair was done, I hung out with Leanne and Maci. I refreshed my e-mail, and noticed Linda from social sciences responded back to my e-mail. I had emailed her trying to follow up with her about the position, that I interviewed for with her and her team. She wanted to know if I was still interested, and if so she was going to reach out to my references. I went outside to call her and when she picked up I asked if she had a few minutes, and she did.

Over the phone, I told her about heinz chapel, what Pat said about one of my references not being in my favor and how I may have rubbed elbows with someone the wrong way, and that I have learned from it, and how is didn’t want that to interfere with my chances. She understood and was glad I was honest. We talked about my references, and she confirmed them. She explained to me that after, she talks to my references she will give me a call about the next step in the process, and if they are moving forward with me or not. I was happy to still have a chance, but I won’t be settled until I get an offer!

After I got off the phone, I painted my nails and toes and did Maci’s nails and toes. Then I went home. There is only so much negativity I can hear from Leanne. I love her, but small doses.

When I got home, I put a load of laundry in the washer, and talked to my mom. She was on her way over. We were going to Dunkin’ for coffee, then she was coming over to visit. I told her about the opportunities with Pitt and she was so happy for me. We talked about her golf outing, and I started dinner for Drew and I.

When my mom left, I worked on my blog, and waited for Drew to come. We had a nice evening together, a good dinner, and some all in the family. Now it’s time for bed.

Sunday Wedding

This morning, I got up and got ready. I had breakfast with Drew, then it was out the door. When I was on my way I noticed 376 was pretty backed up, so I cut through greentree and drove to the west end. Traffic seemed worse. It was bumper to bumper. I texted my friend Geoff, who is a police officer. He said, West End is doing “Open Streets.” I said, “What is that?” he said, “It is where the streets are open to walkers and bikers. It is closed off to cars until about 1 pm.” I whipped around and went back up to 376 and sat in the traffic, until I got to Oakland.
When I finally arrived to the chapel, I was 15 minutes late. Thank God the wedding guests weren’t due in until 1:15pm. I was able to settle in and set everything up in time. Frank asked me if I could explain the aisle runner to the fellas, who were assigned to pull it.
After I pinned on boutineers, I took the gentlemen down the aisle, and explained it the best I could, and then they seemed like they understood it, so right before the wedding got underway, I noticed that the votive for the unity candle wasn’t lit, so I hurried up and lit the votive, as the aisle runner was being pulled up the aisle. I ran back into the ambulatory, and waited for the signal on the organ.
When I finally, saw the signal, I went over to the access door, and lined up the gentlemen. Then when the music changed, I opened the door and let them out. When I heard the minister speak, I went downstairs, and the bride’s room looked good, so I swept it and then went back upstairs. I thought to myself not bad for my first time assisting.
When we opened the door, and led the bridal party down the right side of the aisle for pictures, I told the photographer they are all yours. I cleaned up the ambulatory, and waited for them to be done with pictures, then I blew out the candles, packed ’em up, and put them away. I handed the unity candle to a member of their wedding, so they could take it with them. I helped Frank pick up the aisle runner, and then when everyone was gone, and the ambulatory was locked up,  I could leave.
When I finally got home, we went grocery shopping for the week, then went home and made tacos for dinner. I was so happy to be home. I am so excited to have two weekends off with no weddings!

Saturday: 2 Weddings 1 Rehearsal and Dinner with In-Laws

This morning, I had to be at the chapel at 9:30am. Drew was up on the computer, trying to fix a work issue. I had some coffee, and then when I said goodbye to him. I got emotional. I miss our weekends together. I miss him.
When I arrived to Oakland, I stopped at Starbucks got a coffee and some blueberry oatmeal to hold me over. When I arrived to the chapel, Frank was already there and Sharon had just arrived, as I was walking in. We talked about her spin class as I ate my Oatmeal. I figured she was the spin class type.
After I finished my oatmeal, we got set up for the 10am rehearsal, it was a Chinese family. They knew a little bit about Western tradition, so it was nothing new to them, but they were not all that affectionate and their best man was late, so I stepped in and played best man. It also helped me learn more about the primary coordinating duties. When the Best man showed up, I let him take his place up in the Chancel.
When the wedding rehearsal was over, we got set up for the wedding. This wedding was different, because there was so many groomsmen, and were not escorting the women, so I had to keep the door open a little bit, so I could time it just right, in order to send the groom, the best man, and the priest out at the right time.
When that wedding was over with, we had another wedding to get ready for and this was the one where the couple was so entitled. They were Greek Orthodox. Their ceremony was pretty elaborate with crowns, fire, and blessings. When I was in the back of the ambulatory with the groom, the priest, and the groom’s dad, who was the best man, as well. They kept asking me when it was time to go out? I said, when the processional music plays. They said, oh okay, well there is music playing now. I smiled a fake smile, and said that is seating music, we need to wait for the processional music, smart ass. What a clown.
When their ceremony was underway, Sharon and I went downstairs to the bridal room, and there was a bag and a bottle of champagne. We took the bottle of champagne and the bag and put it on the table. I swept up the room, and then we went up back upstairs. Sharon said, I knew there was going to be shit in this room. They act so entitled, and as if the rules don’t apply to them.” I agreed with her, but just didn’t say anything. When we went up back upstairs, we watched their ceremony, and then when it was over, Frank and I opened the doors, and then I went back to the ambulatory to clean up, and put things away.
Meanwhile, the priest was outside taking pictures with the party, and the only thing left was for him to get his stuff off the credence table, so I could put the table back. I was so ready to leave. When everything was put away, Sharon and I were able to leave. I made my way to the bus stop.
While I was waiting for the bus, I kept refreshing the PAT Tracker, and I didn’t see any buses approaching, I was pissed. I called Drew, and he said that he didn’t see any either, and said he was going to check the schedule and call me back. He texted me and said, one was going to be there in 10 mins. Sure enough one showed up, and I hoped on. We were going to meet his parents for dinner, and I was going to feel so rushed.
As soon as I got home, we kissed and then I went up to shower, and get ready. I just put some mousse through my hair, and we were out the door. When we got to the cafe, his parents were already there. His mom was like, “Did you shower?” I said, “Yes, I did it helps me relax.” She gave me a hug. We had a good dinner. I had a burger and fries, with root beer. Drew had a burger, and banana pepper bites. He was feeling a bit better.
When we left the cafe, we went home and watched television until we went to bed. I was so sleepy, and I had to go to the chapel again tomorrow.