Today is a good day…
A while back, I was talking with a fellow Okayer, NightOwl, about COPD, of which she said “You have good days and you have bad days” and for the last couple of months, I’ve had way more bad days. This really makes me appreciate the good ones all the more — while I tend to suspect that recently, the problem has been with barometric pressure and high humidity, I have no way of learning this with any certainty and even if I did, there isn’t much I could do to compensate. At one time, I had an industrial-strength dehumidifier and was removing maybe a gallon of water a night from this little 16×16′ bedroom, but this had no effect.
Yet on warm, sunny, dry days like today is turning out to be, I feel good enough to get up and move around a little, get a few things done. Lately, I’ve had a tremendous amount of help, too. Besides just hiring a mutual friend of my brother and I, I’ve also had a volunteer from Catholic Community Services coming by for three hours a week to help me with housework (and who does an absolutely brilliant job of it) as well as having my brother and sister in law down to help out for the last week.
Upshot being that my new desk/bookshelf/computer set up is now assembled and in place in my room (this chair is SO comfortable), the gutters and roof are clean, the yard is mowed and landscaped and the upstairs rugs have all been steam cleaned.
My principle contribution has been to stay out of the way.
I also had a lovely visit with one of my oldest and dearest friends, whom I’m always glad to see (unfortunately, it happens that I wasn’t in the greatest shape when they got here, but it can’t be helped).
Besides my guests, however, the truth is just that I really haven’t had that much to say. I’ve been paying modest attention to events in MENA and the debate over deficits and the budget ceiling. The former is too depressing and the latter too ridiculous to even contemplate, however.
Suffice it to say that I have, however, still been doing a lot of reading and lately, even a lot of writing, again. While I won’t mention it further until it’s complete, I have a novel that I began working on about three years ago and would like to finish and publish here in serialized form. I’ve been contemplating something similar for about a year; it feels like cheating. That said, it would at least let me post the thing one chapter at a time once a week, automatically. All of which assumes that at some point I work out an ending that I’m completely satisfied with and then finish writing the stupid thing (the former, I believe, is the bigger challenge for me).
Anyhow. Thanks for wasting your time on this treacle and here’s hoping that you manage to find another blog with actual content to compensate for the IQ points you’ve shed here.