My mother is finally home from the physical therapy rehab place. She is so glad to be home. I'm going up there tomorrow to spend the weekend and be there in case she needs something.
Today, as I was leaving work, I got on the elevator with one of the "Queens", if you know what I mean. She was very friendly. She asked how things were going. Then she told me that she had heard great things about me. I was so flattered, I could barely speak. I thanked her of course. I walked to the parking deck like I owned the place. It made me feel good to have someone in her position be complimentary.
I hope everyone has a great Friday.