I went to work at 7:00 today. I'll be working 7:00 to 18:00 from now on.
That did not work well. I got my desktop resized and some changes made that might let me see some of the things I work on but some of the applications don't want to resize. NT 4.0 doesn't have a lot of accessibility features. I'll have to try and track down a magnifier or some such for that OS. I just called NT an OS! Gods, how far I have fallen. As I said, things did not go well. I got an intolerable headache and came home about 9:40. Too much time off. I'm getting job scared at this point.
I spent the evening chatting with LuTron, 'Zilla and da Biz. I crapped out pretty early. I guess I could have read the rest of the chat after I woke up, but I forgot to save it. Oh well. I suppose we'll chat again.
Lu is distressed. Wimmen trubble. What male ain't got 'em? It is most disheartening. I'm having problems of my own. Shigor left for distant lands a while back. She called over the weekend to let me know that her return would be delayed yet again and that she would be bringing home a husband. I'd really rather she had mentioned this sort of thing before she left. Oh well. Shigor, I know you read this. Nothing I say is intended as a rebuke. I just thought we were good enough friends you'd have trusted me to handle things.
I heard from almost all the boys yesterday. Don still isn't speaking, but that's no surprise. Joe is having a hard time of it in Seattle. He is between apartments, jobs and vehicles all at the same time. Major hassles. He'll manage. He always does.
I don't much want to write what follow, but I've got to put it down, I suppose. This is the way I solidify things this is "who I talk to". Nothing is real until you tell someone. I'm really OK with the situation but It just floored me.
I dropped and broke my coffee cup yesterday. Not a big deal at all. It was a favorite of mine. It had my son's picture on it. I can have another made, but it just irritated me to lose it. Worse still, I dropped it, stepped on it, and kicked the shards against one wall. Too clumsy for toleration. Just one incident in many. Not too long after that I went and had another cuppa while I lounged in the recliner. I put the cup down on the edge of the table and spilled it. I put it down wrong 'cause I couldn't see the table well. I got up to wipe up the spill and couldn't do a good job. My sister had to clean it up as I couldn't really see when the carpet was clean (see where this is going?). At one point she handed me my glasses to clean off and I just lost it. I couldn't clean 'em. How would I know if they were clean? I just really lost it. I don't cry easily but I blubbered like a lost soul down the chutes to Level Nine. I'm really OK, but the prospect that my vision might not come back bothers me no end.Apropos of that, I still haven't heard back from Dr. Jujube about my brain scan. I presume they found one. I'm sitting here making myself nervous trying to reason out whether the delay in getting results means they found something or that they didn't. Of course, I then have to drop down another level and try to figure out which is worse news
Been a rough time of late. If something or other would just explode, life would be easier. I can deal with explosions.
I've put this all under the heading of early morning, but I'm not reporting it until mid-afternoon. One other delightful thing... when I got home the Internet was unavailable. I called AT&T about it only to learn the State of Missouri was down. I started to say "Well, so what? I'm not at the State of Missouri (meaning I'm not a Missouri Government worker) when I realize he meant that the entire geographical State of Missouri was down. Oh. right. See what happens when you become completely provincial?