Mrs. Ray wanted to get Christmas pictures of Santa with our dogs. She had asked me to bring them to the mall tonight for photos. Before I left, she called to say there was a delay because 1) The computer store needed her battery charger (a 20 mile round trip) and 2) she accidentally locked herself out of her car. Had to call & wait for AAA.
After all this was taken care of, she called me again, and we met at the mall. Santa looked cute with two dogs in his lap! Mrs. Ray hadn’t eaten, so we went to a local restaurant to nibble on an appetizer together. Conversation was friendly. Mrs. Ray talked about her internet setup problems (Cable company: “It’s your computer!” Computer store: “It’s your internet provider!” This finger pointing has been going on since the beginning of the Personal Computer Age!) Also, her frustration of being locked out of her own car.
Then she looked at me and asked, “How are you doing?” with real concern over how I am handling living alone. Playing cards close to the vest, I said, “I’m OK. And you?”, which got the same plain-vanilla reply.
After a pleasant light dinner, I followed advice I had been given, and suddenly called it a night – had to go home & work up a lesson for tomorrow. The advice is that I end any visit on my terms and my time, instead of waiting for Mrs. Ray to “let me go”.
Mrs. Ray was surprised at the rush, but accepted my excuse.
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