Thank You Anne @ Credit Card Services

             Sunday morning I met Laurie at the boathouse and took a turn in her single scull. It is so different from rowing sweep, but I think I will like it.

I worked the rest of the morning on the presentation for the membership meeting. My stomach was back to “churning mode”. I just wanted to get it all over with and have my life back.

My rowing peep Amy who left the club a few years back dropped by with a box of cookies. She is such a sweetheart. I was able to get information from her when I was researching past meeting minutes and elusive paperwork.

I was just about to get into the shower when Nancy stopped by. I filled her in a bit. She left the club due to the ongoing drama two weeks previous.

I wanted to get to the boathouse early enough to get things set up for the meeting.

The meeting went as well as could be expected. Ted, the instigator of the current drama made a public apology of his outburst at the board meeting which cinched the deal of me leaving the club. He said, “Jamie, I hope you will forgive me and we and be friends and row together again.” I replied, “Ted, I accept your apology, but I doubt we will ever row together again.”

I feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

It will soon be a month that my little Daggy has been gone. The pain is subsiding and I know I made the right decision. It seems I’m catching movements from the far corners of my eyes now and then, so I like to think just perhaps she is checking in on me and Stumpy to assure us she is at peace. I can’t thank my friends here at OD and elsewhere who have helped me to get through this.

I knew I turned the corner Monday morning. First thing I went to the post office and sent Dan Savage off his bricks. The flat rate box weighed 30 pounds for three bricks! I returned his E-mail explaining there was a heavy package on the way and including the tracking number. I have acquaintances that Dan is close with. I gave him their names and told him to do a Google search for my name followed by fire hydrant as my life is a pretty open book in that aspect on the “innertubes”. I explained how I realize he deals with “batshit crazy” people daily and I was not in that league. He sent me a reply…YES!!

That acknowledgement had me in such a good mood…. then the phone rang….this call was from “Anne” at Credit Card Services to lower my interest rates. Oh boy…..I pressed 9 to speak with a customer representative. “Hello this is “whatever”. Are you responding to lower your interest rates?” the voice at the other end of the line intoned. “Well yes.” I answered, “I just spoke with Anne at the start of this call. I’ve never talked to her before, I always spoke with Rachel. Is Rachel still working for you?” There was heavy breathing and then the line went dead! That woman was so pissed! I’m still laughing just thinking about it.

It is funny how an event like this can be the signal a corner has been turned in your life. Thank you Anne at Credit Card Services…I’m looking forward to your next call!!!