Usually I don't mind eating alone. I do it almost every night. Tonight I had the pleasure of the company of my young associate. When he came by on New Year's Day to visit with my son, he left his WIP (work-in-progress) here. He's still working on a scarf for his girlfriend; I taught him to crochet back in the summer. I knew when he was leaving that day that he had forgotten it, but I didn't tell him. I was working on a scarf for him and had only one or two rows left to do, so I wanted him to have to come back without telling him I had a gift for him. He loved the scarf, and it's cold enough that he was able to wear it a few minutes ago when he left.
He texted me on his way over to ask me if I needed anything. I told him I didn't and invited him to dinner. I hadn't made anything fancy and would have been eating the same thing whether he was there or not, but it sure was nice to have company. We talked about everything under the sun, and he stayed a few hours afterwards and we talked some more. After an eight-hour scoring shift for me, during which I spoke to no one all day, I welcomed conversation even more than I do on any given day.
I'm so happy that my sons are good people who have friends who are also good people. This young man is like family, and I'm glad he wants to hang out with me for a few hours just sitting and passing time. It was a nice end to a long day.
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