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07/30/2004: "String of Pearls"

On Sunday, they called me over and invited me to lunch. It was a little tight - there was a memorial service in the afternoon - but I dropped by. When I got there they made references to the trip they were taking tomorrow (Monday) so I had to pretend I knew all about it, and that I was ready to housesit for them. There weren't any new instructions, especially, and I wished them well and tired to figure out what I would be leaving undone at my own house. Nothing in particular, so fine; a little unexpected, a little inconvenient, but fine. Then, Sunday night, a call: "Can you housesit this week?" Sorry, I'm booked. She tried Katie, then called me back. Are you sure you can't? I can't stay over, I can only do the basics.... So I did that, through Thursday, and had evening obligations two nights, and now I'm down to one housesit, and don't know where I am anymore, but I guess it's here.