Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
I cried with relief and sadness when my mother, upon…
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
I cried with relief and sadness when my mother, upon questioning, told me that of course she wasn't mad at me anymore, that it had only been a temporary thing, of course, she's my mother.
I had a good day. I had brunch with my sister, paid far too much for books for only two classes but got it over with very quickly, had great conversation and discovery with Steve, and went to an Indian party with my sister and saw my parents there. That party wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, partly because I let myself withdraw and be silent when I didn't feel like mingling, and partly because we left so much earlier than I thought we would. Then my sister and I did an errand or two and now I'm home and safe until Tuesday.
I went to a pharmacy with my sister where an announcement reminded us to pick up our prescription(s) within seven days after ordering them. "On the 7th day, prescription(s) will be returned to stock." Much more informative and relevant than "he rested."
