She showed me how easy it was to meter the dose and asked me if I understood. I told her we did and we moved on to her office.
Momma’s office was something of a surprise for me. I had expected a neat office with a large desk and carpet. Instead it was a cramped little affair with books and papers stuffed into every nook and cranny. Home had never looked liked this, at work momma was a slob! She apologized for how her office looked, explaining that she didn’t have time to organize it properly and she wouldn’t permit the housekeeping staff to do anything more than a light cleaning. She didn’t want her papers disturbed, she was afraid she’d never find them again.