damn it – not enough D.O.F.

Alight… It seems our schedule has tweaked a little. Mondays have now become “administration and Elise” day.

Being her free day without child and obligation to go tend to her horses out in the country, Elise popped in and hung out for the afternoon.

I don’t know why at ages 32 and 33 we still feel like we’re playing hookey – but we do.. which makes even more fun.

I heard all about her brother’s wedding last weekend. He married a woman from India and last Saturday was the “US-Wedding”… All of the bridesmaids wore traditional dresses and went through two hours of Henna tattooing. The reception was catered by the best Indian restaurant in town and they flew in a DJ from Chicago who spins Hindi Trance music… Would have loved to be there but a schedule conflict prohibited it.

In defense of the “Too much time on my hands” argument – we did talk about business. Since she worked as my business manager years ago, Elise has a sense for how I work, organize and deal with clients. Combine that with the fact that her father is president of one of the top 4 largest design firms in St. Louis gives her even more insight – although it’s from a “big business” standpoint.

I actually courted her old man at one time for a job but it never went anywhere. I’m not exactly sure why either… Most likely due to a mutual lack of seriousness.. He was iffy about hiring a volatile 20-something designer – I was iffy about handing over my soul and resigning myself to working in a cube. (*albeit the cube would have been beneath a soaring ceiling in a hipster huge old church turned design firm headquarters).

I sometimes like to sit and wonder what “would” have happened if I had landed a job there five years ago. Undoubtedly I would now have some amazing, national level stuff in my book… Maybe be some sort of art director… Had traveled to exotic places on photo shoots… Bonded with my fellow staffers over late night deadlines and sneaking out to the parking lot to get high.

I come back from what-if land with the realization that if I had taken that path, I wouldn’t be able to sit around on a Monday afternoon with one of my favorite people, gab, and drink coffee.

I probably would also be so creatively tapped out that maintaining something like a blog would be impractical. You know… like if I had one and stuff.