The campaign worker moved out around noon yesterday. She left the garage door opener and house key on the kitchen island. About an hour later, I noticed she left the key but kept the Gucci keychain. I sent her a text inquiring about the keychain. At first she said she wasn’t sure what happened to the keychain. She thought it fell off. When I asked her how a key falls off a keychain she admitted to removing the key from the chain and losing the keychain. I’m guessing she learned a lot about revisionist history working on a political campaign.
I burned a sage smudge stick later that day when I got home from the gym. I also laundered the bed linens and the towels. The room still smells like the fragrance she wore. Thankfully, it doesn’t smell like rotting tampons. I opened the windows and turned on the ceiling fan. Double A told me to grind some coffee beans and put it in the room. I want her personal fragrance gone.
I’m going to immerse myself in art tonight with the usual suspects. There are openings at Gildar, Goodwin, Dateline, Sandra Phillips, Open Press, Walker, Spark and Core. I’ll probably hit all of them but Dateline. Wish me luck.