It’s one of those weeks where I am just exhausted beyond belief and should skip writing. I thought about just posting a few pictures instead of writing, but I’ve been so busy that I’ve not gotten anything done.
You see, I’ve been doing lots of things – lots of movement – but on the things I’d really like to do, nothing. I’ve been moving nonstop and then today I lost an hour – I’ve never understood daylight savings time. Wouldn’t it be better to just compromise and set the clocks ahead 30 minutes and leave them there – forever?
Well, I haven’t been able to figure out much this week. I tried to do a little brain storming for today’s post (got more storm than brain) and started with my normal starting point, “What has my view of the week been?”
“Blurry,” was my first answer. Then I stopped thinking all together. That’s not completely true – I did come up with a few opening lines for today. Best not to share all of those. My favorite was, “I’ve been thinking of having a mid-life crisis…” Sadly I couldn’t think beyond that.
I’ve been trying to think what I’ve done this week and how I’ve interacted with the universe. Mostly it’s been work. I’ve had a major upgrade to do at the office on one of my servers – spent most of the week on that – including yesterday and part of today. Yup, I worked on a Saturday and a Sunday. And no I don’t get overtime.
Have I mentioned I am tired?
Then there was Tuesday. That was the day I took my brother to the hospital. I’ve never been to the hospital where his procedure was to be so I made sure that he got a map, written instructions of where to park, how early to get there, name of the clinic, doctors, and any other information that might help. I looked up the driving directions on Google and my brother told me, “Don’t worry I’ve been going to that hospital for 30 years, I know where everything is.”
You’d be correct in thinking it didn’t go well. When we got there it turns out there is a major construction project that started about 3 months ago. None of the maps were correct. The written instructions were useless and the parking garage listed, turned out to be a giant pile of concrete rubble. The roads were closed, the guy directing traffic was confused and my brother kept insisting that the building we need to get to was just the other side of that pile of rubble.
I finally found the ambulatory surgery center, gave my car keys to the valet, put brother into his wheelchair and made it to check-in with 15 minutes to spare. Too bad it turned out to be the wrong clinic. The medical assistant was very helpful, “Sir, you need the endoscopy clinic. Here’s a map. You’ll have to drive there – with the construction you can’t walk and it would be too far anyway.”
Back down. Get the car. Load the wheelchair. Put brother in car. Wait, no, put brother in car then loaded wheelchair. Drive. Different valet. Ask three people where the clinic is – two less than helpful answers: “Take the escalator down. It’s on the left.” Ever take a wheelchair down an escalator? The third person actually stopped long enough to tell me that the elevator was just the other side of the gift shop – which was nowhere near that escalator.
It all turned out fine. Got the clinic on time, filled in tons of forms and the procedure went better than expected. I delivered brother back to his apartment and he’s recovering very well.
When I got home I had a bit of a collapse and before you could say, daylight savings time, it was time to go back to work.
Feels like I’ve been working ever since. I did manage some shop time yesterday and today. Still working on the turtle box. I am working on the final sanding and getting ready to put on the varnish. It doesn’t look too much different from last week so the effort of getting the camera seemed wasted.
Today I’ve tried to relax a bit and rest up so all I’ve done was to go to church, grocery shop, login to the office for a few hours, work in the shop for some hours, made a big pot of spaghetti sauce, heated pizza for dinner, put gas in my car, went to the hardware store, took out the trash and stopped by Starbucks to undo my diet.
Then I sat down to write and couldn’t think of a thing to write. Sorry that I don’t have any pictures to share. Maybe next week I’ll get busy and write something.
Till next week,