This means: this is not a real post, just a reminder to my four readers that I am still alive, just waiting for a moment to breathe before I can ACTUALLY WRITE SOMETHING. I wake up at 6:15. I arrive at school at 7:20. I make photocopies. I run off to class and set up the tea caddy, fill the huge tea boiler thingy with water, plug it in, and then run outside to a bench to do relaxation exercises. Then I walk into class, and proceed to teach three classes over the next 4.5 hours. Then, I either run home and collapse for an hour, or I join Ty for lunch and then run home and collapse for an hour. I get up, run back to school, attend meetings, deal with multitudes of student issues, try to be the SLO COORDINATOR (don't ask) for a couple more hours, and then it's back home. Maybe I get to watch American Idol, or perhaps an episode of "The Haunted," and then I'm on the Internet attempting to work on LAPA, or the Los Angeles Paranormal Association web sites. I answer some email, fantasize about a trip to Madrid in June, and . . .
I clean up bird shit. Cat vomit. Hairballs. I make sure somehow the members of the family are fed. I forgot to mention that above. I make dinner almost every night. I am not complaining. Really. I attempt to keep the floors clean and bring a semblance of order to the huge pile of papers on the kitchen table.
I have dizzy spells, and I'm sick. Again.
I forget to pay the bills. Bad things start happening. I get "notices" and "warnings". I still haven't paid those bills. I don't know when I can write. All I want to do is sleep.
So, good night. You will hear from me again, between the cat vomit and the bird shit and the LA DWP bill that has turned from a nice pink to a fire-engine red.
Tomorrow, as they say, is another day.
2 comments:
Whoa. That thing about the bills? THAT IS SCARY. Wouldn't you feel better if you just sent the check? How about online bill pay? I didn't think I'd like it, but it's actually pretty neat. And... where is my beloved brother? He could online bill pay from work. :)
I love you. I'm sorry things are so hectic. I would say I understand, only I don't have a child to care for or a full time job to deal with and my apartment that I can't seem to keep clean is much MUCH smaller than your house. I don't know how you do it. Deep breath. I hope you get to Spain in June! I hope I get to LA in August! (That's what we're aiming for.)
xo
I hope you get out to LA too!!
And yes, I paid the damn bills.
But mostly, I'm very sorry about your cousin and my love and thoughts are with you.
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