I love this old house, and I have a little story about it. When my daughter was starting 7th grade, we went to an open house for the school. That was the first time I saw this beautiful old house across from her new school. There was a sign outside with the name of the business that uses the house, so I told my husband that I wanted to work there because it was so beautiful. He didn't pay much attention to me about it, but within a few days I called the place, a lawyer's office, and asked them if they needed to hire anyone. They told me to come for an interview and bring a resume'. So I did. When I walked in and saw how it was decorated, I fell in love. And then I saw a grand piano in there! The attorney took me into a parlor type room for my interview. He explained that the offices were on the second floor. I guess the first floor was just for show, and it was gorgeous! The interview went well, and he offered me the job even though I had never worked in the legal field. I guess I convinced him that I could learn anything I set my mind to learn. He said it would be fine for my daughter to walk over there after school each day, so I thought this was sounding really good. Then he asked me if I could teach him piano (for free) as part of my job. I was like, well, uh, okay, I guess. But then he didn't even want to pay me the amount I was asking for, so I was beginning to have some doubts about it. The next day I called him on the phone to ask a few more questions about the job and I just didn't care for his attitude and some of the things he said, so I backed out and did not go to work there after all. I figured he'd probably be pretty hard to work for anyway. But the whole thing was silly in the first place. I mean, who goes and applies for a job somewhere just because it's a beautiful old house with beautiful antique furniture???
Heart on the Line
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