You know how sometimes your timing is perfect. Usually Terry and I take the dogs on a long walk Saturday and Sunday morning together. Today Terry had an inspection so I was flying solo. It's kinda a two man job when you have three dogs and today it's raining lightly& muddy. It's OK once I get to the dog park but when they are on the leash it's tricky. My dogs are larger and Terry's inherited dog is a corgi so she walks or rather waddles quite a bit slower. So I was kinda feeling sorry for myself walking all the dogs on my own in the mud, whah whah. I'm headed back to the house and I see four folks standing at my door. A man in a suit, a child in a suit with the good book in his hand and two women in their Sunday best. I slowed my pace a little. They moved on to my neighbors house. They did leave a little Watchtower booklet at my door. Perfect timing, wouldn't you say.
And then it reminded me of another time of less then perfect timing. This was about 4 years ago and back in San Francisco. For those of you familiar with the bay area there is a store called Beverages and More in Colma right outside San Francisco. A couple times a year they have a crazy wine sale. It's actually called the $.05 wine sale. They pick about 30 selections of wine and offer the second bottle of any at a nickle. So of course it's a great time of the year to stock up. I bought 2 or 3 case of wine and as we pulled up to our little pink and green house I notice two blond Mormons in their Sunday suit headed to my house. Dean (my now ex husband) runs inside, like oh that's Catherine job's to deal with the Mormon's. I on the other hand am lugging cases of wine up the stairs on an early Sunday afternoon. And they caught me on the stairs in all my $.05 booze glory. And I do think I appeared to be a good prospect for saving. They start on their spiel and I ask them how much more time they have on their "tour. " Probably not the right term but come on I was holding a case of wine. Long story short they declined my offer of a glass of wine. It worked. They left and I'm still not a Mormon and I sure do miss that nickle wine sale.
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