it's the end of the weekend, sunday night. i'm eating strawberry jello and drinking ice water while i put this together carefully. it was a day of average temperament. it wasn't great, but it wasn't bad. it had its moments in each of those extremes but in equal measure. i can't complain about a day that gives you a nice up and down.
started slow enough. talked to my friend Tina and therefore had to come back to my prayer, but getting up in a clean bedroom to a clean living room was everything i needed it to be. had an extra egg for breakfast, and one piece of toast. it was cold and the first sip of coffee was like a prayer being answered. from there, not much detail until the meeting.
i had to get myself together and get moving early. no kingdom hall today, but i had to go to the store to find something to cook for the potluck. settled on turkey kielbassa with cali blend veggies and onions and peppers. cooked it right at the sober club after i set up the meeting.
the people started coming and no one brought anything to the potluck except Bob. it started to feel like a return to the bullshit period. one young dude came in and immediately asked 'is this food free?' not, 'hello, my name is _____', not "hey, you all need a hand setting up?' just, is the food free. so i fussed at him. fussed at him, fussed at a few other people too. then i felt bad, because the idea of the potluck has never really been about accumulating food, but about accumulating family. and i let them know that, but i didn't tell them not to bring something next pot luck.
before i left for the meeting i ordered Syd's phone and phone case. felt good about that.
when i got back home my brother met me here and i gave him the rest of the pizza from the potluck as well as the rest of the kielbassa and veggies. we talked for a bit and then Syd came in. i wrote for a little while and then i started working on getting dinner together. made salmon, mac and cheese and more cali blend veggies. everything was good. then the altitude changed again.
Syd, riding with her friend, was in a fender-bender yesterday evening. apparently not damaged, as she wanted to continue on her way to whatever her plans were. but this evening, pains and aches and getting worse and so i took her to the emergency room. i was angry, not because of having to go to the e.r., but because there is some modicum of common sense that should be natural at sixteen. going to the e.r. AFTER the accident is one of them, especially if you have any pains whatsoever. but, kids are actually fairly not-smart anymore. and so the usual emergency room shuffle commenced. blood, urine, scans, ibuprofin prescription and home. follow up with family doctor. i was mad also because, most of the day, i've had a headache. it's a cold/flu that's been laying in ambush for me. i'm pretty sure it's got me now, but we'll see tomorrow. the nurse who sat in the cold closet of a scan-waiting room didn't help the matter much, as she was sniffling and coughing as well. so, i'm about to jump in my bed, under my comforter, and put on some relaxing music, and i'm going to take some nighttime cold medicine, and hope that i can push this damn cold back a hair. i have to go out to warren to pick up Syd tomorrow as she's going to be doing after school studies to improve on her math. i have to pay the rest of her student fee tomorrow. have to go to the grocery store.
these are the times when i wish like hell i had someone in my life full time. if only because it makes the load half as heavy unless they're trying to do four times as much. but still, it's nothing i can't handle. and if the sick comes down on me, i'm just going to have to ask for some help, because that's what life really is all about. so now, my attitude and my altitude have leveled off to cruising height, and i'm going to slide under the radar of wakefulness into what i hope is a decent sleep.
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