June 21. This most divine month in northern climates is perhaps my least favorite here. While July and August are hotter, June tends to be steamier. In addition, I’m not yet used to the heat and there’s no end in sight. That said, this June has been rainy, keeping the temperature down some. Today I went to lunch with Rosemary, who was relishing the warm rain as probably only someone from Britain can. I remember the first time I experienced it, at the age of 14 in New Orleans. It was such a revelation, I even remember where: getting off a tour bus at Audubon Zoo.

This is my first June in Houston in three years. Giving up my easy access to Geneva was the hardest part of leaving the company I’d worked for these past 30 years. But I had a boss hell bent on making my life miserable. Fortunately, I got an offer I couldn’t refuse from a competitor. I’ve been on the new job for two weeks now and it feels wonderful.

Somewhere in the day-to-day battle of my final weeks at the old job, Gisele asked me if I were married to Don today would I leave him. Certainly, I replied off the cuff. Think about it, she prodded. I did, and began to waffle a bit. That woman who stayed with Don, she said, is the one who would stay at your job. Truer words were never spoken.

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  1. Gisele on June 25, 2012 at 7:45 pm

    Anne, I love it! Found the site obviously and the blog. And I guess I got my definitive answer to my question. Either way, Don would have been history! 🙂 You go girl!
    Love, G

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