weird thing happened thursday night-- A guy who was walking in front of my house got mugged for 3 subway sandwiches. It was teenagers, and Im sure they thought it was a lark; I'm glad I have a dog that very vocal. I guess this means I should start locking the doors?
from the 9th of May
I’m starting to lose my focus here at work, I have like three days left, and it’s hard to concentrate here. Too many projects left undone, and I’ll not benefit by their solutions. On the other hand I do have a few things that were accomplished, and after only 105 days on the job, I can say I’ve done pretty well.
I have a lot of things I need to do at the house, too but by the time I get home I’m zapped, and it’s all I can do to read. Went to get lab work today—the white and red blood cells are just at low normal levels, so that is a plus. And I seem to have licked the cold that was threatening last week with the judicious application of antibiotics.
The good news is I have a new obsession that I’m working on, Smallville. I missed most of the first season because of the second job, and then moving, but I plan on catching up on all of them. It’s gorgeous and fascinating with barely a hint of the 90210/Dawsons Creek teen angst thing. Tom Welling and Michael Rosenbaum don’t detract from its charm, either. For the frst time in nearly 2 years, my desktop has someone beside Nick Lea featured. At least people se Clark and say, oh yeah I know who that is!
Surgery is 1 week from today, and dammit I’m going to miss the opening of Attack of the Clones. Drats. I suppose it will run for a few weeks, and I can catch it this summer, but it’s the first Star Wars movie for which I have missed the opening night since A New Hope. However in honor of the occasion, I’m going to go ahead and bring in my life size Darth Maul cardboard cutout (courtesy of the fine ladies in Houston) to the office so we can all have a laugh over it. I fully expect it to be commandeered by my boss—he has pretensions to the Dark Side.
On the other hand, surgery is in a week. I have to get a few things cleaned up so that my caretakers will have a place to sleep. I’m mired in insurance paper work so I can get some things settled, and its so confusing! I had the nurse at Baptist compliment me on being so organized. I said thank you and laughed on the inside. Organized is just a layer that gets added on to the outside—it has nothing to do with me, really. We barely speak. The paper work for the will and stuff still needs to be finished too. Pronto!
I got some lovely presents in the mail: some tapes I ordered, a tape of live Nick Lea TV performances (Clark Kent will have to be content to share the limelight with that obsession) some PC programs and some smashing memorabilia from S, and some lounge wear, bandanas, tape player and stuff from my sister. A real bonanza! I will have some time to sit down and write thank you notes soon I think. I have a lot of correspondence that I need to catch up on, in general.
All of this really adds up to me trying not to worry about it all too much. I have to just keep going through the motions, because frankly there isn’t any point in worrying. It just makes you crazy. Like I need any help in that department!
