Heinz(Manfred's dad) came over the other day & casually remarked on the pretty decoration on my front door, obscuring my doorbell.
I call it mitigating unwanted interactions.
So maybe I got defensive. Because he pointed out that:
A~I am not a pretty home decoration person.
B~I have a doorman. Other than building occupants, no one can
C~He has never seen someone cover their doorbell so efficiently.
And maybe I said: You are in your 80s, & a retired psychiatrist, so isn't it time to stop working
He picked up my cat & said(to her): Oh, sweetheart, do you ever wonder why you never have any visitors? It is because mommy put a pastel electrified fence(he's exaggerating)around your doorbell.
So I haven't exactly turned into a social butterfly, but I actually have been expanding my loom of associations.
Jackie O has shaped the evolution of my relationship with Boss. I spend too much time with him~instead of in the room in which I am supposed to be working~because my room has too many wacky-arty pictures of Jackie O. It's those creepy eyes. They startle me into thinking I've forgotten to feed my goldfish
Boss is caustic smart, but patient & gentle. He will sing Don't Cry by Guns N' Roses if anyone is in a weepy mood~there are young melodramatic artists working at his place
Boss often relies on diplomacy, as often as I do not. He has a devoted circle of admirers..me, not so much. We did a trial run to work out kinks on our project, mostly populated by his people. The reaction to the action was mostly good, but I still have a lot of work to do(happily said). And Rod, thanks for inspiring me with the blood.
Manfred: The pictures are on meat hooks, but the food is vegan. That does not seem fair.
Nursing Home Barbie: It's Mary's concept. I like it. (Barbie is the incredibly positive & supportive type,
Amelia(Chicklet/Amy from my AOL blog): I don't understand about all the sawdust. It won't ruin my heels, right? (she's a pre-med student, so the blood, apparently, does not concern her)
Me answering Manfred since I plan to ignore Amelia's comment entirely: (Boss) has broad limits of tolerance for odd propensities. He gave me great latitude.
Manfred: There is great latitude & then there is Wednesday Addams latitude(he knows coworkers used to call me that in the past). This may just be your dream project.
David: At least it proves we don't all breed back to the mean. Is that real blood?(no) Will there be pony rides?(excuse him, he is a writer)
A mom who came~we have a wonderful collection of pictures of her very talented son~was upset by the way I displayed his pictures. Sort of high-gloss erotic shots meets meatpacking district. Her son died of AIDS, bad blood, she said...& she was offended. I want creative freedom, but not at the expense of a mom. She wanted his part to be true to him, & it wasn't. So I am going to interview her & her husband, & do a corner of true.