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demiurgent) wrote2006-03-01 12:16 pm
demiurgent) wrote2006-03-01 12:16 pm
Damn....
I just found out that the person I used to have come and clean my apartment died yesterday.
It's a very strange thing to consider -- in one sense, we were very close. She saw my stuff. She cleaned my toilet. And she was always willing to go out of her way to give me a hand or see me out of a tough spot when I needed it.
In another, there was a remove. She was someone who I liked, but who worked for me. Despite several admonitions, she always called me "Mister Burns," never "Eric."
I liked her a great deal. So did my cat, who got almost as excited when she would come over as when I came home. To my cat, there was no question of work relationship -- she was just part of the family.
Or had been. I only had her come over when I needed serious spit-shining of things. The last time I had her come was to get things looking as good as possible before Wednesday's visit. I certainly intended to do the same before the next time Wednesday came.
Now, I find myself wishing I'd taken her out for coffee or something. Just to thank her.
It's all very strange, to me.
It's a very strange thing to consider -- in one sense, we were very close. She saw my stuff. She cleaned my toilet. And she was always willing to go out of her way to give me a hand or see me out of a tough spot when I needed it.
In another, there was a remove. She was someone who I liked, but who worked for me. Despite several admonitions, she always called me "Mister Burns," never "Eric."
I liked her a great deal. So did my cat, who got almost as excited when she would come over as when I came home. To my cat, there was no question of work relationship -- she was just part of the family.
Or had been. I only had her come over when I needed serious spit-shining of things. The last time I had her come was to get things looking as good as possible before Wednesday's visit. I certainly intended to do the same before the next time Wednesday came.
Now, I find myself wishing I'd taken her out for coffee or something. Just to thank her.
It's all very strange, to me.