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Sunday, August 19, 2018

Back To It (i suppose...)

it's funny how a song can bring the tears, regardless of your healing time, when it's the right song, and how a baby's crying can make you question your competence in every single aspect of life.  it's funny, and it's interesting and a bit sad, but it's life, isn't it?  go where we go, do what we do and if the creek don't rise (God willing) we get up and do it again tomorrow.

so, today.  well, i still didn't sleep in, so there's that.  i woke at 330, seems to be the new normal.  i did lay about for a bit, but not for very long.  i'd decided not to do the meeting today, as my child and her family were coming by for dinner.  so i got up eventually and i said my prayer and i took my medicines and read my books and i started the process. 

i had some breakfast, started pulling some things from the fridge and made a shopping list.  i went to Hubbard to the Sav-a-Lot because i didn't want to ride to Liberty.  i got gas while i was there, got the few things i needed from the store and came home.  i listened to the rattling my car does and made a fresh and useless resolve to find a mechanic (useless because it's not a real resolve until the car's at the shop, getting 'resolved'). i got back home, prepped and cooked and cleaned as i went along, listening to music. i got my dinner done, the kids came by and i played with LZ and fed him while they ate.  i fixed my plate after they were done, ate and put the baby to sleep.  he is perceptive though; by which i mean, he does what his mother used to do, watches things going on that adults are not able to perceive.  something woke him from his sleep, in any event, and it wasn't pleasant because he was crying after that.  he would not be consoled, and so the visit was over.  i 'gave' Syd a couple bucks for gas and they were gone. 

i did a bit of writing today, didn't work on the music though.  i have put all the food away, washed the dishes, coffee is ready to be heated in the morning.  Mrs Maher texted me that Alex is not riding tomorrow, which is cool.  i've talked to Lonnie and to De'ja, and i am now ready to shut it down for the night, having taken a massive-dose gabapentin for this flare up in my left ankle.  3 days off and no pain until just before i go back to work.  but i am supplied with what i need. 

i have made all i could out of my time off, i'm ready to get back to work, and i'm grateful to Jehovah for the blessing of today. 

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