Tuesday, September 21, 2004
I don't know if you continue to read this or not, but I am going to talk to you anyway. If the things I say come up in an email, I'll know. Otherwise, I'll just assume I'm talking to myself, and that you might drop by once in a while, but aren't keeping up on a daily basis.
I'm tired. Just plain tired. Maria has a nasty cold, spouse's closest friend may have pancreatic cancer, I continue to abuse both my lungs and liver, because self medicating is far easier and less expensive than going in to the doctor's office and attempting to explain to her just what the hell is wrong with me.
And yes, I'd love some cheese with this whine.
I may have to rethink my timetable. While I hate to drag Maria out of here before she finishes school, I don't know that I can keep this up for another five years. My close friend (I have told you about her) is leaving for another job. So I'll have virtually nobody to talk to here. And I will have lost five (count 'em five) friends here in the past two and a half years.
Oh well. There are compensations. I've found you again, and that makes up for a lot of this stuff. It has been difficult having no one who really understands me around for all these years. I've gotten in contact with both of our mutual friends (no names, to protect the innocent) and they welcomed me with open arms. E's wife is wonderful. She has a great sense of humor, and seems not to mind (now that she has met me) the fact that every once in a while I keep her husband out till the wee hours.
C is simply the most steady man I know. If you decide to see him, you'll see it too, I think. He is still just the same, with a weirdly conservative outlook, but otherwise just as he was. And when I showed up unannounced on his doorstep, he walked out and hugged me without so much as a second thought. It was wonderful. There may be a few things he would like to have talked about with me, but they will have to wait for another time. For now, he is sending me all sorts of conservative emails. I appreciate the thought, anyway.
I'm going to drag him out for coffee the next time I'm in town. Probably sometime next summer, for the reunion. Beth is in charge (again) and I'm not sure when she will schedule it. I'll try to find out so I can get a decent price on the tickets. Maria will come with me for a portion of the time, and we'll visit Mom and Terry while we're there. Then I will send her home and visit friends for the remainder of my vacation. It worked out well this year, and I think it will work next year as well.
Mom is doing all right, and called me on the cell phone the night before last. I'll email you this as well, so I know you see it.
She is having some trouble with her memory, and doesn't seem to be willing to do what needs to be done about getting the house ready to sell, but I think they will be okay. Terry is just so much stronger than I, she can steamroll over Mom's objections and clear out all the unnecessary stuff. I am going to claim the pictures, though. I almost brought them home with me last week, then decided against it at the last minute. Another regret. I keep adding them on, don't I?
It would be nice to have them here with me.
I'm tired. Just plain tired. Maria has a nasty cold, spouse's closest friend may have pancreatic cancer, I continue to abuse both my lungs and liver, because self medicating is far easier and less expensive than going in to the doctor's office and attempting to explain to her just what the hell is wrong with me.
And yes, I'd love some cheese with this whine.
I may have to rethink my timetable. While I hate to drag Maria out of here before she finishes school, I don't know that I can keep this up for another five years. My close friend (I have told you about her) is leaving for another job. So I'll have virtually nobody to talk to here. And I will have lost five (count 'em five) friends here in the past two and a half years.
Oh well. There are compensations. I've found you again, and that makes up for a lot of this stuff. It has been difficult having no one who really understands me around for all these years. I've gotten in contact with both of our mutual friends (no names, to protect the innocent) and they welcomed me with open arms. E's wife is wonderful. She has a great sense of humor, and seems not to mind (now that she has met me) the fact that every once in a while I keep her husband out till the wee hours.
C is simply the most steady man I know. If you decide to see him, you'll see it too, I think. He is still just the same, with a weirdly conservative outlook, but otherwise just as he was. And when I showed up unannounced on his doorstep, he walked out and hugged me without so much as a second thought. It was wonderful. There may be a few things he would like to have talked about with me, but they will have to wait for another time. For now, he is sending me all sorts of conservative emails. I appreciate the thought, anyway.
I'm going to drag him out for coffee the next time I'm in town. Probably sometime next summer, for the reunion. Beth is in charge (again) and I'm not sure when she will schedule it. I'll try to find out so I can get a decent price on the tickets. Maria will come with me for a portion of the time, and we'll visit Mom and Terry while we're there. Then I will send her home and visit friends for the remainder of my vacation. It worked out well this year, and I think it will work next year as well.
Mom is doing all right, and called me on the cell phone the night before last. I'll email you this as well, so I know you see it.
She is having some trouble with her memory, and doesn't seem to be willing to do what needs to be done about getting the house ready to sell, but I think they will be okay. Terry is just so much stronger than I, she can steamroll over Mom's objections and clear out all the unnecessary stuff. I am going to claim the pictures, though. I almost brought them home with me last week, then decided against it at the last minute. Another regret. I keep adding them on, don't I?
It would be nice to have them here with me.
