Sleepful in East Lansing

I have my medications back and in spite of a barely memorable music lesson I have no recollection of what I did last night. I did go home and get a short nap. Finally ate something and had my lesson. Ordered in a pizza and barely remember getting it but I must have eaten as there is not a scrap left this morning. Gastric is not here due to car troubles, and in spite of the fact I woke up moments ago I managed to make it in on time. And I can safely say that if a thunderstorm hadn't reared its ugly head I would still be sleeping. I was just exhausted yesterday. I didn't get a change to go over my lesson last night this morning so I will have to practice when I get home. I have to keep a practice journal so if I don't practice today he will know about it. So now in addition to keeping a food diary I must also keep a practice journal. Yikes!!! Also, since it is raining so hard right now I doubt Madonna Duck or the Three Muse Ducks will appear today. Actually it is kinda good I got up and dressed so fast as I didn't have time to mull over a lesson. I know I was out of it last night and I looked the part. Oh, well, maybe Gastric's car will be fixed this morning and she will come in this afternoon. Otherwise I shall stay here until after 5 and make up some time for later this week when I go to a program at the vet school and clinic on campus. All I can tell you right now is that I am still tired and this rainy weather ain't helping. And the catty cornered new neighbor, well, may she be a little less out there today. Her fan is no longer rocking my world. Now I just have to deal with the incessant clearing of the throat. Boy is that annoying. Oh, well, Heigh Ho...off to work

And so it begins...

My new "neighbor" is not being too neighborly. And quiet frankly between the noise and disruption to my work life it is driving be to the Soul Suckery depths of madness. The damn fan catty corner to my desk is shaking my cube and causing the lights around me to flicker and dim. I suspect the constant clearing of their throat will push me over the edge. I can't turn my iPod up louder as then I could never hear my phone. The constant drone of the fan and the throat clearing will push me over abyss before spring. And the ninny could not be making more noise if she tried. My cube, really, my cube is being infringed upon. That damn fan, the damn noise, the damn throat clearing, the damn damn injustice. And how to explain to a boss who has a door on her office that this new "togetherness" is just pushing me over the edge. If I don't look up I won't see the see the fan shake, shake rattle and rolling. I can't concentrate. And I am certain if I say anything on Day One of the new arrangement it won't bode well for future relations. Time for a Valium.

This sucks

Well, I have been up all night, due in part to a prescription malfunction of sorts. I neglected to pay attention to a refill on. A prescription and oops, I had to call the doctor and I really should have called the on call provider as I haven't slept soundly since Friday night. I am not even tired but I am sure this will all catch up with me. I have a mandolin lesson tonight at 7:00 so this promises to be a long day. No Hyphen today so I can maybe catch nap after work before the lesson. All because one time I could not keep track of my meds. As for the ducks, bring them on. They didn't show on Friday so I am hopeful today they will put in an appearance today. Emily and at least on duckling. Maybe the three Donnas. Who knows. I just hope I can keep it together today and make it through the day. I will keep you posted about the ducks.

Up early

I am up disturbing early, having made a mistake on refilling a prescription that helps me to sleep, and just watching the Dodgers win a game In extra innings on a walk off home run (what? You didn't know I am a Dodgers fan? Not really, but since the passing of Ernie Harwell I just love a game announced by Vin Scully). So up I am, as Yoda would say, watching bad television and hoping for a little more sleep tonight. I am going to the farmers market today, and maybe out to breakfast before that. I haven't had good eggs over easy in a month of Sundays. Take the paper and read and drink a leisurely cup of coffee. Sunday promises to be a good day. I have some rading I need to do and make a nice pasta dinner, it's Sunday after all. I will tell you this: I am just not sleepy. Maybe a nice warm shower will relax me enough to sleep. Who knows and who cares?

What we forget (and what others have forgotten)

It struck me as I was watching a cooking show, wherein a baby was being handed around and being "loved"that we all came into this world being loved unconditionally by someone, be that parents or grandparents, aunts or uncles, sisters or brothers or all of the above. What we have forgotten is that we were once all loved, unconditionally, by someone. That unconditional love we should have experienced as a baby is somehow lost in the process of growing up and old. How grand it would be to experience that unconditional love again. That's all. That's my thought for the day. How great if we could always experience that unconditional love from another person in our lives. I am not speaking of a "religious" love, but the actual humankind of love. How marvelous to be passed around from person to person, being cooed over by an adoring fan base. We may all once have experienced it but it has been lost over time. You are loved, you are loved, you are loved.

No ducks Friday

Well, hopefully they are safe for the weekend, and not hanging at the loading dock waiting for a handout. I had a lovely day yesterday, teaching, sleeping and eating. I also had a lovely massage late in the afternoon followed by a equally lovely nap. It was a perfect lazy day. Thunder-boomers also late in the day but fortunately that did bother Yankel Cat, like it normally does. So I have nothing of import to say and no drama. So off to the day I go I search of adventure.

I haven't heard...

I have today off, just the last of a few Fridays to enjoy this summer, so,I don't know the duck status report of the day. I did sleep in a tad and practiced for forty five minutes. I have a massage at 4:00 at home. And I am also expecting a few packages. And I am teaching a guitar lesson today. Basically it is a quiet day at home. I get to have a nice smoothie for breakfast, whenever I actually decide to wake up. I think with the lovely tomatoes from the farmers market that a BLT for lunch is in order. Mayhap a steak or burger for dinner. There...planned. Tomorrow I will chart my meals for the nutriotnist. Today is an easy day. No charting, just the lesson and taking care of me. No drama. No Patricia. So before the massage, if the packages come before, a walk. Right now back to bed sounds right. Feels like I still have a bit of a bug. Okay, I feel sleep coming upon me.