I recently have rewarded myself with a Beta (Betta) fish. He was named Alpha by my son and he is living on my desk at work in a tall glass vase. He seems to be quite happy and has become a favorite at work. Originally I was worried about adding any sort of decor to such a well trafficked area of my office because we have a very particular interior designer who sits across from me. Some days I think she is the incarnation of my deceased ex-mother-in-law. There are times when I am on her good list and times when I am on her @*#% list, and it's hard to say what makes me switch from one list to the other.
Today, she called me to let me know that she had just found the most darling condo for my fish. It's just a condo now, but I could add to it later to make it a high rise. It's very Le Corbusier. She saw it and it was so cute she just had to buy it. She said she was off to get some greenery to go inside and would be in the office later.
Mouth agape, grateful but suspicious, I wait for strings.
2 comments:
Well, maybe you're on the good list. How could you not ALWAYS be on the good list?
Alpha? Clever. Can't wait to see it.
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