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At home. Hopefully
Aug. 10th, 2007 10:29 ammas--brain penned in, then the fence post dropped
Have given myself a quiet day, visit will be done tomorrow.
Hope to allow for some social time this weekend, but must also allow some time for personal time and tasks.
Fuck that. Trying to say I'm home, giving myself a break from the Dad situation (while contacting advocates and nursing homes). Basically, getting the research part done today, and give myself a break from interaction so my head doesn't blow up. Can get phone calls done as well.
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Just an aside for those that don't know. I have a hard time making phone calls. I still have to build up to calling people sometime. Circumstances like this don't make it easier. And this might make an interesting journal topic. Or not.
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Will also play with journals, fiddles, poetry, crochet....aw fuck, may even clean the house a bit. I am REALLY having a hard time figuring out where the fuck to put things so that there is room for me. I have given up on room for company.
Yes, I know. Baby steps. But when life keeps throwing situations at you that are adding more tasks, papers or things to track...or are distracting or tiring you from the organzation. I'm shoveling the walk while it's snowing, it was already a snow back, and I have no idea where to throw the snow where it won't bury the yeti even more.
Right now. Trying to post to Dr. D, find the old daytimer from 2005 that had the name of the Kaiser social worker who was so nice, look up new kaiser social workers, look up old web links from 2002 on care facilities and advocates and facility search engines.
And pay some bills and plan out cleaning/clearing and figure out how I'm going to organize visits this weekend, arrange for Fog Faire, and go clothes shopping. Or such. I've got a list.
And practice fiddle, get pics for web page, and keep scanning that books that I got from the library. Oh yeah, and crochet those dolls 'for relaxation', write my page, updage the diary, finish the poem that I promised I'd do this weekend.
And right now, I've got the kaiser web page open, meebo open, the scanner lid up so I can keep passing the book through there, and the fiddle open and I'm trying to rosen a bow, scan and type on two different windows.
Wait, this isn't what I wanted to write about.
What I wanted to say was, I'll have meebo up, email open. I'm going to be a hermit with the rest of the world until sunset. But the rest of y'all are welcom.
And this is more than I wanted to type. Fuck
Delete....or just press fucking Post button.
Have given myself a quiet day, visit will be done tomorrow.
Hope to allow for some social time this weekend, but must also allow some time for personal time and tasks.
Fuck that. Trying to say I'm home, giving myself a break from the Dad situation (while contacting advocates and nursing homes). Basically, getting the research part done today, and give myself a break from interaction so my head doesn't blow up. Can get phone calls done as well.
*************
Just an aside for those that don't know. I have a hard time making phone calls. I still have to build up to calling people sometime. Circumstances like this don't make it easier. And this might make an interesting journal topic. Or not.
***************
Will also play with journals, fiddles, poetry, crochet....aw fuck, may even clean the house a bit. I am REALLY having a hard time figuring out where the fuck to put things so that there is room for me. I have given up on room for company.
Yes, I know. Baby steps. But when life keeps throwing situations at you that are adding more tasks, papers or things to track...or are distracting or tiring you from the organzation. I'm shoveling the walk while it's snowing, it was already a snow back, and I have no idea where to throw the snow where it won't bury the yeti even more.
Right now. Trying to post to Dr. D, find the old daytimer from 2005 that had the name of the Kaiser social worker who was so nice, look up new kaiser social workers, look up old web links from 2002 on care facilities and advocates and facility search engines.
And pay some bills and plan out cleaning/clearing and figure out how I'm going to organize visits this weekend, arrange for Fog Faire, and go clothes shopping. Or such. I've got a list.
And practice fiddle, get pics for web page, and keep scanning that books that I got from the library. Oh yeah, and crochet those dolls 'for relaxation', write my page, updage the diary, finish the poem that I promised I'd do this weekend.
And right now, I've got the kaiser web page open, meebo open, the scanner lid up so I can keep passing the book through there, and the fiddle open and I'm trying to rosen a bow, scan and type on two different windows.
Wait, this isn't what I wanted to write about.
What I wanted to say was, I'll have meebo up, email open. I'm going to be a hermit with the rest of the world until sunset. But the rest of y'all are welcom.
And this is more than I wanted to type. Fuck
Delete....or just press fucking Post button.
