Last night I had a rare evening alone, all by myself, no one around. It was thrilling and confusing at the same time. What would I do?
That was a good question.
I answered it by making a series of choices. First I got up from flopping on the bed after I got home from work.
Next I poured out a small portion of Limoncello that we had left in the cupboard and decided to go to the store to get Father’s Day cards and a bottle of vodka.
Next I walked to the store. Chose three cards (one for a wedding later, the other two for Father’s Day) and walked to the liquor store. I purchased a bottle of medium priced vodka. The clerk asked for my Id. He noticed I was from Yakima. He was from Roslyn—”Got the hell out of there as soon as I could,” he said.
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