Donna made the car call again today, while I was struggling to balance a budget. Why is it so important they balance? We never stick to them.
Donna rang to inform me that she’s enrolled in an arts degree, majoring in classical literature. She went on about it for ages. She’s sounding posher already. I was pleased for her. For one thing it will do her good to think about things for a while other than what’s wrong with men and why can’t she get one.
A bit later my schoolteacher cousin Liz rang. Liz has met Donna a few times, and thinks she is wonderful as well as marvellous, because of how she manages to support herself, despite having only her ex-husband’s family payments and living in their ex-family home rent free. Fortunately for Donna, the ex worked hard to get a higher degree before he met her and now works about 60 hours a week in some high-flying job. Anyway, when I mentioned about Donna’s arts degree, Liz’s predictable reaction was ‘go girl’. You know, I think we will know we have arrived in equality land when we can do something that men take in their stride without some woman somewhere saying, ‘go girl’. I can imagine the reaction I’d get from Stuart if I said ‘go boy’ to him if he enrolled in a quilting class.
Still can’t balance that budget. To top it off, Ian texted me to say he can’t make it tonight. He has a family commitment. Great.