I had so much on at work today, and no one else seemed to be busy. Kylie was off on one of her two-hour lunch breaks, and I was constantly being interrupted with phone calls for other people. I worked until about 7 pm to get the cash flows ready for tomorrow’s meeting, not that anyone noticed, as everyone else was out the door by 5 pm or, in Stuart’s case, 4 pm.
I was still feeling hard done by when I got home, to find that Agnes had cooked dinner, had set the table beautifully, including candles, and had found a classical music CD I didn’t know I had and was playing that in the background. She said it was Spring, the first of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons violin concertos, and one of her favourites. OK.
She was waiting for me so we could eat together. How nice.