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- Author: Ali Parker
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LAUREN
TGIF.
I locked my office behind me as I left well after I planned to.
Thank God it’s Friday.
I yawned and tightened my ponytail, but still, blonde flyaways escaped.
“More like thank God I’m finished,” I muttered to myself. I trudged out
of the building and knew that wasn’t entirely true. My work wasn’t done
here yet. I’d started this candle company when I was still in college.
Between sneaking into frat parties, cramming for exams, and learning how
to handle hangovers as efficiently as possible, I’d formed my very own
business. It’d been fun, and I’d made a ton, but I was ready for something
else to fill my life.
I was almost finished with the company. In a couple of weeks, I’d be
selling it in a private online silent auction. My baby was worth millions, and
I didn’t want to dust my hands off and say hasta la vista.
“Hey. Tacos sound good.” It was my turn to get dinner and bring it
home for my roomies. So when I reached my car and started it, I headed for
El Vaquero.
I wouldn’t hand over my company and wish it good riddance. I didn’t
plan to drop it and run. My strategy was to stick with the new owner and
help them acclimate to it for one year. So these last few weeks had been a
rush of tidying it all up and getting things ready for the sale.
I was done with this hasty preparation for today. I was finished with this
day, this week, this month. Exhaustion crept into me like a bad itch I
couldn’t reach. Yeah, it’s a perfect night for tacos, drinking margs, and
hanging out at the house.
“If I can ever get there,” I groaned, but even that complaint didn’t work.
It morphed into another yawn halfway through my words.
Traffic had clogged the roads. Dallas was notorious for construction and
detours, but come on. Couldn’t people learn to merge just this once and not
cause accidents? At least this Friday when I was so pooped?
Stalled for the time being, I pulled up my phone and left it on my lap so
no one would see I was using my device. I did my best to remember my
friends’ preferences, favorites, and hard hell nos. Mary Ellen refused to eat
onions, so I knew from practice to order those in a separate container. Rylee
was never satisfied with the restaurant’s hot sauces, so I ordered multiples
of every heat level they offered. And Karen?
“Oh,” I said, nodding. “God forbid I forget to order double the limes for
the margs.” I wasn’t repeating that mistake ever again. I might not have the
best grasp on how to work as though there were unending hours in the day,
but I was attentive to details, like my roomies’ likes and dislikes.
“Or maybe that’s why this is so stressful,” I mused to myself once I
placed the big-ass order. Because I worked hard to pay attention to the
details, I overstressed things that didn’t need to be a priority? Jenny used to
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