With the stroke of “T’s” pen, my community service is done — a satisfactory discharge. There was a neighborhood meeting at the Multigenerational Center tonight — the neighborhood association is so large that a quorum requires the presence of 200 members. So, I scrubbed down all the tables, then did the three women’s bathrooms again and helped T stock the men’s as well.
The Center is so cool that I paid my $13 annual membership fee. They offer pastel classes — can I fit it in on Monday evenings? Hmmm. They have beginning Yoga. Maybe, in keeping with our “take it off before Nationals” effort that would be a better use of an hour. The Center is only five minutes from my house. They have a workout room and weight training (yep, I need to train my weight to do something useful), and basketball and volleyball. Little kids were learning karate tonight. This is one neat place.
So, my stick-up-the-back decision to do community service rather than pay the patron $74 turns out to have been a stroke of genius. I’ll probably even have some non-dog/non-lawyer friends before long.