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November
23, 2000
  
The Adventures of Paisley
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Well things just get more and more interesting.
Wednesday evening the cops showed up outside my door. They
yelled "Freeze!" and I did. About half a dozen people were
lined up against the wall in the hallway while the cops
searched their room. From what I overheard, they found tons of
drug paraphenalia and a loaded handgun.
The scariest
part to me was the discussion between the cops about the fire
code violations that were found. One officer opined that they
could shut down the building, kicking all the tenants
on the streets. Other officers offered their opinions that
this would lead to more chaos, paperwork, and wouldn't look
good, what with turning people out of their homes the day
before Thanksgiving. The whole time they discussed this I
silently prayed.
It seems like CB is always out of
town when these interesting, scary things happen.
So
this morning when I was trying to get ready to go to our
friend's house for the big Turkey Day meal, I kept breaking
down crying. It happened in the most humiliating situations,
in front of people. Fortunately, everyone was kind and
understanding.
To add to the chaos of the morning, a
woman went stomping through all three floors of the hotel,
carrying her see-through purse, shouting out that she needed a
girl, any girl, willing to work and make an extra $400 - she
just needed a girl right now. She stepped into the area
where I stood, looked me up and down, sneered her disapproval,
and kept going. I was filled with different emotions in
reaction to that. I knew what kind of "work" the girl would
have to do for the money, and I was not in the least bit
interested. Still, the put-down was so obvious... I suppose it
is vanity of womanhood that made me feel angry. I don't know.
I was returning some videos to the manager, and broke
down crying again. He has offered to let us move to the
basement, where his room is, to help preserve my sanity. I
said I wanted to wait til CB was back, so I didn't have to
make that decision alone. However, if he's not back by
tomorrow I may have to do just that.
Thanksgiving
dinner was wonderful. Our friend had invited others over, but
it turned out to be just three of us. We had turkey, stuffing,
mashed potatoes, broccoli with a wonderful cheesy sauce,
freshly baked bread, and fruity muffins for dessert. He had
soaked the muffins in Grand Marnier, and they tasted heavenly.
There was lots of cognac and ice cold champagne.
After
the other friend left, it was just me and the man's house
where I was at, and the two of us sat up late into the night
talking, surfing the web, laughing, and drinking. It was so
very relaxing. Often we commented on how much nicer it would
have been to have CB there, but we understood since his
employer was giving him overtime. Still.... he was missed.
I do not regret moving to Seattle, despite how tough
it has been. I would go anywhere to be with the man of my
dreams. The times before when we were separated were very
hard, and I am highly motivated to stay by his side. I love
him without end. I am thankful for my husband, and the life we
are building. I am thankful for the adventures and
experiences. I truly am living life, not just a bystander or a
wallflower. I hope your Thanksgiving was as interesting.
~Paisley
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