Today was a day that I woke up late and stayed in bed all day. Not much to talk about, save that I didn't bother getting dressed until 6 pm so that I could have dinner with GFJ.
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Lethargy was the order of the day. I didn't wake up until 11 am, and then stayed in bed most of the afternoon. GFJ texted me in the morning to relate a problem that sent her mom to the hospital. She rushed over to the hospital once she finished with some divorce related issues that couldn't be postponed unless her mom was on her death bed, and we chatted during the last 5 minutes of her drive to Danbury.
At this point, I was awake. So I called Lili to find out that nothing much was going on. Several hours later, I got a call from my brother - and I related some of the issues we discussed at last night's co-op board meeting. He then suggested an idea GFJ might be able to use to reduce her capital gains taxes - but it may not work for switching an investment from commercial to residential rental property. My brother will check on this in the morning.
As I was finishing up with my brother, GFJ called. And we agreed to get together at the Red Line Diner for dinner on her way home from Danbury. So I showered, shaved and dressed as Mario, and off I went to Fishkill for dinner. I was certainly driving on remote control, and one mistake I made (not hurting me, my car, or anyone else) caused me to be concerned that I wasn't paying enough attention to my driving. (If I could have done so, I'd have handed my keys to a friend and asked her to drive.) This was probably caused by a lack of hydration and no food in my system. So I won't worry about this too much.
Eventually, I made it to the Red Line, and we had dinner in a very noisy diner. Everyone, it seemed, had decided to go to the diner for dinner, and we could barely hear each other speak for most of our meal. (Marian's voice would not be heard over the noise. Too bad that I couldn't check the decibel level in the place.) Both of us had leftovers when it was time to leave.
Shakespeare said that "Parting is such sweet sorrow." Neither of us wanted to leave, but the rain chased us into our cars. This weekend, we will likely not see each other due to the extreme heat and humidity we are likely to experience. (Her house is not air conditioned, and she has to be there to oversee the work being done at her house.) Hopefully, we will be able to get together in the middle of the week, as the following weekend is Lili's son's wedding, and I'll be in Marian Mode all weekend.