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Dear Amanda,

First of all, how lucky was I to get to read from you twice yesterday? (Oh, and you win on the dysfunctional family.) I thought I'd try to get a quick post in now, because chances are I won't get around to it after school.

My night, in retrospect, was laughable. There I was seven sorts of pissed off, gonna get drunk, blah blah blah. Well this is how it played out: I did make that second cocktail, but never drank it. When I got up from my mini couch nap, the ice was melted and I wasn’t interested in it. Then my friend L called. We chatted for over an hour (it was nice to catch up) during which time I poured a glass of wine. When we were done, I poured another. That second glass was still on my coffee table this morning because I went up to bed early. (The ambitious glass.) I guess there’s something good in that. I seemed to be determined to let loose and be bad, and I couldn’t make it happen.

Today after school I am going out for drinks with my friends M and F from my department, to the place I have been the past couple of Fridays solo. I need to get my dry cleaning dropped off and W’s Valentines cards picked up and then I figure I might go out for steak. I totally forgot that tomorrow is V day, given that I’m not celebrating until next week, so if I go out this weekend, it should definitely be tonight. Tomorrow will be a nightmare. Not to mention a little sad to be out alone.

As for the cousin debacle, today I’ve decided to let it go. Thanks for that. I’m resisting the urge to email D2, You’re being mean, and to the group, Sorry, but I probably won’t be up for brunch after driving back for Boston. See you on Easter. I’m just letting it go. It’s not worth my energy. It also helped to do a little retail therapy this morning.

I’ve been wanting a pink sweater, so I ordered a cashmere one on line this morning. They didn’t have it in a v neck, which I’d prefer, but it was on sale. So Happy Valentines Day to me!...

And to you too. I hope that the camping weekend goes well, or not at all. ;-)

Love you,
Barb

PS My student also thinks my nails are beautiful.