Make that four peacocks and four peahens, but they were very definitely marching down the middle of a busy road that defines one boundary of my eclectic neighborhood.
In my neighborhood, I have seen every breed of dog, every color of feral cat, and every type of person wearing all manner of dress. In my neighborhood, I have seen it all that I would never see in D.C.
In my neighborhood, I have taunted, run from, and lightly tapped the beak with the toe of my running shoe of one of a flock of aggressive and annoying white ducks that stalk and terrorize every pedestrian and domestic pet in my neighborhood. One of the people I would never see in D.C. apparently “saved” these ducks and let them loose in my neighborhood. They are not cute. They are not fun to see. They are horrible and poop everywhere, and they scare the crap out of everyone else.
But peacocks? And this many? Lumbering as surely and confidently as if they were following a Google map, straight down the double yellow line in the middle of the boulevard, causing traffic to stop in each direction?
“I am guessing they are good luck,” I told Mr. Restaurant Gal as I watched this odd sight while we talked on the phone and I walked my pup. “There are eight of them, so that means eight good things will happen to both of us today.” He laughed.
I smiled to myself. Because I believed it.
Here’s the count:
8. I did okay–not great, but okay–as a last-minute sub for our regular maitre d’ on a busy Wednesday night. Brought me back to my busy D.C. maitre d’ days. Made me wonder if I could be really good at the maitre d’ job here if I did it more regularly.
7. The two large walk-in parties that I “lost” on this busy Wednesday night must not have really wanted to wait long enough to eat at my restaurant, because they were nowhere to be found when we could have seated them, so maybe they weren’t really “lost.”
6. I am planning a trip to Key West because I have never been there, and it turns out May is a cheap month to go to Key West. Then I ran 5 miles after work and didn’t feel winded or tired, even though I was tired all day at work.
5. My pup is still adorable even if the medication she is on for the next few days is making her have “accidents” and we board a plane together at 6:30 a.m. tomorrow.
4. I booked three, or was it four, private dinners today, seemingly all within minutes of each other. This will make the owners happy. This will make everyone else I work with crazy, even angry. With the luck of the flock of peacocks on my side, this will make the increased revenue outweigh the pain-in-the-ass aspect of these private dinners.
3. My GM couldn’t have been nicer or more generous or more complimentary today. And I am pretty sure he meant it.
2. I didn’t call or text or care about not calling or texting those who, in the past few months, might have cared about what I cared about–the Caps battling it out with the Flyers in a second overtime. Sadly, the Caps lost, but what a game!
1. I am headed to D.C. for a bittersweet visit that involves selling my house and possibly regaining so much more after the sale is done.
Peacocks. Peahens. Good luck omen? Good luck charm?
Sure. Why not? A gal can believe.