Everyone is working today. Another hot one, my daughter needs to acclimate. I pick her up after I spend the morning with the Juice Guys. She has to work her way up to an eight hour day in the hot Florida sun. She didn’t use the sunscreen I gave her, she has a burn on her shoulders. We walk Atlantic Avenue. A lot of the stores have sidewalk racks with summer clothes on sale, some even seventy percent off. Still no deals here. When a cotton sundress starts at $150, you’re not enticing me with seventy percent off. Both tired, we end up at one of my favorite coffee shops then drive to Marshall’s where we can do some serious shopping.
First day at the new temp job. I put in an eight hour day. Not cooking tonight. My daughter wants sushi, I want Chinese or Thai, my husband doesn’t care as long as we get beer. We call two takeout restaurants. Pei Wei’s for pad thai, pork rolls and edamame. Sushi Jo for spicy tuna roll, California Salmon roll, and Menage a Trois, which is tempura shrimp, salmon, and tuna. Sushi Jo is conveniently located at the bridge over the Intracoastal leading to our favorite beach. We walk along the shoreline and have dinner as the sun sets.
A man with a large backpack appears to be homeless. He sits at the abandoned lifeguard tower, just several yards from the mansion that irritates me to no end. The beach is still crowded so he takes a walk. We assume he is waiting to go to bed up there on his perch. It’s open to the elements but no rain is in the forecast, he will have a roof over his head. He will be sleeping next to a home with eleven bedrooms and 18 1/2 baths.
I’m back in Boca at the marketing company. This job is not bad. I work on the boss’ computer. He has four screens. I feel like I’m at a sports bar, but it’s just Quickbooks and an Excel spreadsheet. Something fun is always going on here; restaurant openings, fashion shows, product promos. Yesterday I got some leftover eclairs and fruit tarts from a PR gig. Today is Bagel Wednesday, an assortment of bagels and cream cheeses are in the kitchen. I work until one, then take a walk in downtown Boca. Join me:
It’s hot again, the sun is relentless. Light, fluffy clouds dot the sky. I seek shade, which isn’t hard to do. The downtown area is full of shopping malls. It’s a humid mid-summer day, the snowbirds have flown north. The sidewalk cafes are empty, most people opt for the air conditioning. I walk along the strip malls, enjoying the blast of air conditioning from open doors and the shade provided by umbrellas, awnings, and palm trees. Fountains are everywhere.