Today is a slow day and it is so welcome. I’m sitting in the dark next to the air conditioner. I’ve only fielded a couple of phone calls, only bothered to reply to a couple of emails, texts or FB messages. I’ve almost managed to not scroll too much on Facebook or Instagram. I’ve sat and noodled on bass. I’ve watch an episode of Futurama not because it was the end of the day and I was exhausted and needed to idle my brain, but because it’s the middle of the day, and the last two weeks have slowed down, and I’m happily idling my brain.
I’m away from my desktop. It’s tower of three monitors encompassing my mind and my eyes and my soul – so good to step away and not be surrounded by all those eyes. I’m not exactly caught up, but I’m not quite so far behind, and I’m so grateful.
My mother’s recovery from surgery is going well, and I’m grateful to Golden Judy and my brother for being intelligent liasons as I’m reduced to the role of facilitator and enthusiastic cheerleader… Heather seems to be getting a handle on HER illness… Kristen and I remain as healthy as can be expected and I’m startlingly okay with the isolation.
I haven’t left the house since we went to Heather’s last week.
I shouldn’t be okay with that, but I am. I’m grateful not to have to go outside in the oppressive heat and humidity, and though the oppressive heat and hate of being inside with an internet connection isn’t THAT much better, at least I can shut it all down.
Just gotta have the will.
