Late Nite Tennis (and other random thoughts)

I was thinking today at how different my life is since giving birth to the Anvil Inn.  Not having children of my own, I know (I know I know I know) that I can’t speak to being a parent.  However, it took 9 months for the Anvil to be ready, and now I literally have to care for it 24/7, I can’t leave it alone, it takes all my money, and I no longer have any life outside of the Anvil.  I only talk about the Anvil when around other people, because I have no other frame of reference.  You get the idea…

James and I are big tennis fans (why is it that people give me that completely incredulous look whenever I say that?).  Well, many of the big events are held in other countries.  Consequently, the live coverage takes place at odd hours, like oh, say, 3:00 AM.  When we both had day jobs, it got a little awkward falling asleep in big meetings because I have been up half the night watching a tennis match.  (People tend to often not understand that…)  Well, restaurateur (yes, please note that there is not an “n” in that word) hours work much better with the Australian Open schedule.

Then there is the issue of the purse.  I used to carry a fairly large handbag, full of all manner of necessary things, without all of which I couldn’t leave the house.  Well, since my house is now about 15 feet from the workplace (every bit a curse as well as a blessing), I really don’t have much call for purse type things.  I mean, I occasionally go to the grocery or whatever, but really, what do I need for being away a whole hour?  Who needs to carry a purse for ID, credit card, and, well, nothing much else?  So what am I supposed to do with my extensive handbag collection?  Sigh…

Which leads me to my extensive collection of shoes.  And clothes.  And costume jewelry, and lingere, and hair ornaments, and sunglasses, and hats, and…  Well, you get the idea.  All useless.  If it doesn’t work in the kitchen — and face it, nothing I’ve collected to date really does — it just doesn’t have much use in my chef life.  Ebay, anyone??

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