Over the past five days I've had to make some pretty unwanted decisions. I had to cancel my trip back to Indiana to attend my 25th, college reunion; which led me to text my sister that I wasn't comin' to visit the family, either. I spoke with my landlord about money and apartment repairs. And I held my tongue when I worked a gig at the home of a famous, Hollywood director and heard him yelling for his Filipina housekeeper every five minutes to do this and that. Okay, I did ask her if he always yells like that. She said he does and that she always ignores him. Well, I couldn't ignore him. I wanted to ask him why he yells for her like that. No, I wanted to tell him to STOP yelling for her like that! I have a sneaking suspicion that one day I will. --- I'm not gonna beat myself up over the decisions I've made this past week, 'cause, in all honesty, I had...
So . . . you cancelled? (go figure!) Who do I call to get my registration fee back? I was planning to bring Tracy and Becky along for the day . . . .
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