3:20 p.m.
Well, if I’m writing this, then I’m still at work. A few people have left, but there’s a huge rush going on right now that could take until the end of the day. I’m hoping beyond hope now to get out of here around 4:30. If nothing else, I’d like to catch the sunset . . .
4:27 p.m.
Well, a girl can dream, can’t she?
5:01 p.m.
Okay, I am so out of here!
5:40 p.m.
Arrived safely at the Hotel, checked in, and found my room with no problem. In sun was pretty well down by the time I got there, but a soft red/orange glow remained at the line at the end of the world, where the sky meets the sea. I tried for a picture, but no guarantees.
6:05 p.m.
Ahhh! That’s better! Took a shower and am watching the news and relaxing. The cocktail/social hour starts at 6:30, but dinner isn’t served until 8:00, so I’ve got plenty of time. I’m planning on sauntering in there around seven or so.
6:25 p.m.
Realized I left my make up bag in the car, like an idiot.
7:08 p.m.
Okay, I’m good to go! Time to par-tay!
12:05 a.m.
Omigod . . . that was . . . whoa! Where to I begin? The wine (yummy and most importantly free!!), the dinner (ditto!), the dancing! Gosh! I can’t (too tired, can’t think); maybe you’ll get something tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
