papat

This nasty sore throat is almost gone. I was lucky to have a holiday yesterday and no obligations today, so I've been able to load up on a fair amount of rest. As brutal as this thing has been, I'm thankful it never progressed into anything worse. In some ways, too, it's been a bit of a blessing, giving me time to get my head together ...to get past the worries of financial distress and be more proactive with a plan to rise up and out ...to focus on taking better care of myself, body and mind ...to manage my time better, allowing me to invest some effort in making my house more my own (rather than just a place I bought a few years ago and have tolerated since then) ...new paint, reparation of the funk shui into righteous feng shui, big-time garden love ...maybe some new fruit trees or kiwi vines. I'm thinking about stepping back into the doctoring gig, too ...not entirely too sure why, though ...just feeling a pull to do it.

It's funny how hard times tend to foster change. I guess I was getting a little complacent with the status quo of just getting by and not having to challenge myself, hone my talent or fuel my passion. Still, I have yet to put anything much into action other than just tweaking my mental outlook ...but in some ways, I guess that in itself has been pretty profound ...if for no other reason than to interact with my kids better (stressed-grumpy-papa is truly a bit of an asshole to be around).


well, that's enough babble for now, i s'pose. Last night's winds blew in some warmer weather ...a little work in the shop on some staircase pieces then maybe some time turning the compost or pruning the cherry trees. Later i'm in the kitchen to make dinner and helping the boys with their homework.

fare thee well fine people...