Thursday Night

I had a date with Bob S. last night in DC. I arrived at his apartment about fifteen minutes before I was supposed to and met him in the elevator. :-)

The cleaning ladies were in the apartment when we arrived, so he spent a few minutes giving them instructions, then the two of us retired to the guest bedroom for a brief nap. Actually, I didn't nap, but he did. I just laid there in his arms, enjoying the moment. When he awakened, we snuggled for a little while.

We had plans to go see Hotel Rwanda at 7:30 p.m. or something like that, so we hopped up out of bed. He prepared a quick dinner for himself; he offered to make something for me, but I wasn't hungry at all -- I visited an Indian buffet for lunch, and that stuff stays with me for a while.

The movie was excellent. It was horrifying. Bob and I were both stunned; our walk back to his apartment was mostly silent, with the occasional subdued comment. I had my hand with his in his jacket pocket as we walked, which was comforting. I'm glad that I saw the movie with him. I don't think I'd want to watch it alone. I made that mistake with Angels in America.

We had some tea and talked a little more, then went to bed for a while before he bid me good night and retired to his own bed.

I have the day off today, since I thought that I might wake up in DC with the prospect of returning to Baltimore, packing and returning to DC for the square dance weekend. Trying to work as well would have complicated matters. I'm going to take a little nap, then pack my bags.

Lunch

Earlier this week I ran into Carol G., a woman that I used to work with at my job in Baltimore. She was standing outside Union Station smoking a cigarette before boarding her train. She didn't recognize me at first with my just-cut hair. :-)

After arriving in Baltimore, I got passed by a car with two other old coworkers, Angelo A. and Deidre H. I whipped out my cell phone and gave Angelo a call and ended up making a lunch date for today, since I'd be in town.

So, after returning from DC this morning and stopping by my apartment, I headed up to my old office for lunch. It turned out that Angelo couldn't get away for lunch. He and Marta B. were preparing for a workshop in San Francisco this morning, so they were eating in. They shared their lunch (pizza!) with me and we had a great time catching up.

The company is down to only five regular staff now, from about twenty at it's high point. I'm a little concerned for it, and I hope that they manage to turn things around. It's a non-profit that specializes in training community leaders and directors of other non-profits in the skills they need to do things like build low-income housing or manage small business incubators.

Many times, these community groups know what they want to do, but have no idea how to do it. The training programs this company offers help these groups find their way.