Toady-licious

How can doing the right thing for the right reason still feel a bit wrong?

In my Account Planning class, we've had a guest speaker, and class was held in an agency. On both occasions, I sent a thank-you email to the parties involved. I feel a little like a suck-up for doing so, but I always was under the impression that one sent a thank you note after a meeting.

That's how I started courting my wife. We had known each other in Germany, and our mutual friend kept in touch with both of us throughout the intervening years. When he had bought a house in Oakland, I came down from Seattle to pay him a visit, and to eat at all my favorite restaurants. On the last night, she joined us in the Mission for some latino food. I think it was a Nicaraguan restaurant.

She had just gotten back from swim practice that she was doing to get ready for the Leukemia Society's triathlon. Her hair was wildly unkempt and she was just as untamed. Sparks flew over the dinner table, and when I got back to Seattle, all I could think about was, "Here we go again. "

So I sent here a thank you email. After a few weeks of emails and phone calls, she paid me a visit. a few more weeks, and I visited her. In November of '99, I moved down here to get involved with the latest Gold Rush. I hated moving away from my children, but there was no life for me there except them. I wasn't doing anybody any good, and aside from some freelance work, and a tech support gig for Adobe, I wasn't using my degree in multimedia.

We were wed in Shakespeare's Garden in October 2003. The dirklings were in attendance and gave their blessings at the ceremony.


Happily ever after, eh?