Aug. 27th, 2003
Getting Things in Order
Aug. 27th, 2003 09:16 amI left Llew asleep in our darkened cave way too early this morning. Work beckoned me to make up my time from yesterday, after having missed 2 hours and 10 minutes while in physical therapy. By 7 a.m. I was in place in my box here in The Pit, ready to make up my final hour. All I really wanted to do, though, is curl up beside him and snooze until the sun was high in the sky.
Llew said something very striking last night. We had been discussing our various issues and worries for about two hours, and were starting to feel pretty miserable when we finally retired. It was in our cave he held me very close and suggested that, once we've walked away from it all and closed the bedroom door, that we shut out the world behind us and "nest", knowing that what we have is real and impervious to the many horrors of living. I like that idea of "nesting" as he put it. It sounds very special and unique to just us two.
But, I'm no longer nesting, and I need to focus on my duties for the day. Tonight, I need to write out bills and fill out my info sheets for my gastric bypass consultation on Friday. I also need to do something, anything, with the grass problem. My spot of land is starting to look like an abandoned shack in the 'hood. ....and the pygmy warriors have returned to beat their drums and hide behind the taller thatches of grass. If something isn't done soon, I'm going to have to rent a hay-baler just to set things aright.
I also need to call Mama tonight and discuss the Helen situation. I still haven't replied to my grandmother's letter as I want to see what Mama has to say about it all beforehand. There are issues and long-standing grudges that I am unsure will ever be conquered.
Speaking of grudges, I still haven't heard back from H regarding my Eliza CD. It looks like I'll be heading for Greer next week to get it back. While I'm there, I may have to throw a couple of Commandments at her since she's such a "Christian"....like "Thou shalt not STEAL" and "Thou shalt not BEAR FALSE WITNESS". Maybe I should add some of my own commandments too. "Thou shalt not piss Tin off" "Thou shalt not steal her out-of-print CD's" "Thou shalt not live in a house-sized cat litter box and expect people to visit you often" "Thou shalt not hug people who don't want you touching them" "Thou shalt not incite the wrath of a Sith on the warpath" ...and I could go on....
Steph called this morning. She and her mom are taking her dad to the hospital as the first step of getting him placed in a nursing home. His Alzheimers has progressed to the point that Steph and her mom are unable to care for him adequately. The poor girl was so upset when she called. I told her not to hesitate to call me if she needed anything. She may come over tonight just to blow off some steam.
OK, I guess I should get back to it. There are morons to talk to and crap bands to promote.
Llew said something very striking last night. We had been discussing our various issues and worries for about two hours, and were starting to feel pretty miserable when we finally retired. It was in our cave he held me very close and suggested that, once we've walked away from it all and closed the bedroom door, that we shut out the world behind us and "nest", knowing that what we have is real and impervious to the many horrors of living. I like that idea of "nesting" as he put it. It sounds very special and unique to just us two.
But, I'm no longer nesting, and I need to focus on my duties for the day. Tonight, I need to write out bills and fill out my info sheets for my gastric bypass consultation on Friday. I also need to do something, anything, with the grass problem. My spot of land is starting to look like an abandoned shack in the 'hood. ....and the pygmy warriors have returned to beat their drums and hide behind the taller thatches of grass. If something isn't done soon, I'm going to have to rent a hay-baler just to set things aright.
I also need to call Mama tonight and discuss the Helen situation. I still haven't replied to my grandmother's letter as I want to see what Mama has to say about it all beforehand. There are issues and long-standing grudges that I am unsure will ever be conquered.
Speaking of grudges, I still haven't heard back from H regarding my Eliza CD. It looks like I'll be heading for Greer next week to get it back. While I'm there, I may have to throw a couple of Commandments at her since she's such a "Christian"....like "Thou shalt not STEAL" and "Thou shalt not BEAR FALSE WITNESS". Maybe I should add some of my own commandments too. "Thou shalt not piss Tin off" "Thou shalt not steal her out-of-print CD's" "Thou shalt not live in a house-sized cat litter box and expect people to visit you often" "Thou shalt not hug people who don't want you touching them" "Thou shalt not incite the wrath of a Sith on the warpath" ...and I could go on....
Steph called this morning. She and her mom are taking her dad to the hospital as the first step of getting him placed in a nursing home. His Alzheimers has progressed to the point that Steph and her mom are unable to care for him adequately. The poor girl was so upset when she called. I told her not to hesitate to call me if she needed anything. She may come over tonight just to blow off some steam.
OK, I guess I should get back to it. There are morons to talk to and crap bands to promote.
The Eagle Will Rise Again
Aug. 27th, 2003 03:59 pmI don't know why I'm in such a lyrics mood today.
One of my favourites by Alan Parsons Project is 'The Eagle Will Rise Again'. It's an absolutely lovely piece and really communicates the longing of the song.
( The Eagle )
One of my favourites by Alan Parsons Project is 'The Eagle Will Rise Again'. It's an absolutely lovely piece and really communicates the longing of the song.
( The Eagle )
