At this point I am physically tired, stretched out, achy, and in need of vast quanities of sleep. I've handled ceiling leaks, failing garage doors, malfunctioning elevators, faulty payment postings, learning that I OWE tax this year, emails comprised of towering concepts, and conversations that contain more words than I even thought I knew. Add in computer training for a system that is to go live in just about 7 weeks and my ass firmly planted on a committee to link that with existing systems along with several shifts in my schedule that will last months. I've argued, driven many miles, and come to the conclusion that my car's gas mileage is reduced by at least 20% if I use a 10% ethanol blend. The amount I've lost in gas vs my new crown is a toss up. Spent the day with my family, even though I was sure it would end in some form of nastiness. It did, but I chose that anyway. I find that I like to have conversations more with people that are closer to dying. They have no fear about what they say. Of course they may have less tact that I might like, but I really feel comfortable taking what they say at face value.
This is not so bad. I'm. just. so. very. tired. Buzzbuzz; I'm a busy little bee.
8 comments:
Aah, the soothing (?!) monologue of the sleep-deprived...
Hell, just reading about your business makes me tired!
Get some rest! ;)
SLEEP, my sweet! You must SLEEP!
There is something pretty refreshing about conversations with those close to death, I agree. Although, if those close to death are going in and out of consensual reality the conversations can at times be strange. My father had a great conversation with Dolley Madison who was standing over by the dresser one day. He was delighted to have her visit. I puzzled over that one a long while, since to my knowledge he hadn't particularly cared about her, or about that part of history. And then there was his considerable anxiety about Yom Kippur. It would have made sense, of course, were he Jewish...but he wasn't.
And you...yes, get some rest, my dear.
Terri - Yes, very sleep deprived. *yawn*
Stacy - That wasn't a full list, lol!
Anne - I am, and it's helping! Thanks!
Jarvenpa - Very true, there is a line of demarcation so to speak. Then again, who is to say that being temporaririly Jewish or having a fixation on Ms. Madison isn't actually a better thing to focus on than impending death. It certainly leaves the rest of us in a bit of a jam on how to react to it now, doesnt' it? Either way, they make it interesting, and I like that. In their case, I can always extend an extra courtesy. ;)
if i could send you some words to literally rejuvenate you, i would. but a good restful sleep does wonders no pretty prose could. close your eyes, dear. see you again when you wake up. :)
I'm temporally (and temporarily mute) at the moment, but hope all is well and that life returns to tired limbs.
Take care, back soon - GD/xx
illyria - Perhaps I can sleep and dream of said rejuvenation, eh? If I dream of it then get the sleep, that has to be extra potent, right? ;)
Ginger - Oh my, sounds like you might be in need of some sleep and/or rejuvenation. Temporally and temporarily mute? Oh my! At least it's temporary!
**Every time I get on here there are new symbols and thingies... none of which I ever use. How 'bout one I use? Eesh.**
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