Dropped friends off at the Trenton train station. I then proceeded to get lost in Trenton. Finally I found my way through the rain and darkness to Lisa’s bar where I ordered Blue Moon beer and goat cheese crepes. The regulars all yelled, “Hey it’s sister Donna!” It felt like an episode of Cheers until the person next to me asked what a nun was doing hanging out in a bar. Sister Donna. He took it seriously.
This morning I got pre-qualified for a mortgage. I signed so many documents I wouldn’t be surprised if I signed away my first born child. When I was a little girl, playing with my Grow Up Skipper doll, I never imagined I would buy a house. I always automatically assumed I would marry and my husband and I would buy a home together. Even just a few years ago, I thought it would be H and me. Funny how things work out.