Its Friday. And since returning over a week ago my phone is oddly silent. Nary a ring a ding. Does this mean I’m disconnected? Alas disconcerted, disappointed, disillusioned and frankly disgusted! I leave my phone numbers (multiple) and voice messages clearing stating my contact information and the reason for my call. 🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗 Crickets. Nothing. Big sigh. Patience Marlean, its a process. The banks will eventually return your call. Arghhhh. Its a test!
Now for my fans who really know me, patience is not a word in my vocabulary. Oh I try. I no longer honk my horn at other drivers who are slightly slow on the gas. I don’t ever tap my fingers on the counter when waiting for service. I can even wait for a meal or a coffee to be served. But its a struggle. However this week its the least of my problems.
I returned home only to get a dang cold! Yup, sore throat Sat night, oh its nothing a little orange juice cant fix. Sunday it was deep in my chest, coughing my face off…this was The Thing , I heard later, which was zipping around town. I ended up on my back, in bed, for 4 days. Oh sure fever, aches, it was a delight, I think in my defence I got run down being all “miss socialite” for the previous 4 weeks.
It is tough when a person like myself, with no patience, gets sick and laid low. And its humbling. My friends are here for me, and I am too damn stubborn to ask for the help they offer!
.Learning to accept advice, and good wishes, and love from friends has been a big lesson for me. Throw in some weak weepy moments, I thank all my friends and family near and far for keeping me on the long slow road to feeling okay again. Which mostly I am! I do slip into binge watching mindless crap on TV, leaning on junk food and perhaps a beer here and there. And providing me with the mental energy to laugh, plan more travel and consider where I’ll end up living once the dust settles. These are no small tasks.. my friends are awesome.
Tomorrow my very good friend, my Led Zep sister invited me for a pre farmers market breakfast. 😎🌞 She’s been there done that and is a tiny woman with more energy than you can shake a stick at! How wonderful to know her. I have a friend who I chat with regularly from the southern US who reminds me to write, and paint, and seek ice cream! A plethora of great people…too many to name. This is what gets me energized and moving forward.
I don’t want to get all maudlin and down. I did kind of struggle not to break down at the flower shop, getting stuff for the upcoming Celebration of Life (September 23) but remembered an inappropriate joke, about throwing the flowers from the casket into the crowd to see who catches it. Who’s next. Oh dear, its the stress…lol The ladies at the flower shop didn’t laugh near as hard as I did. 🤭
And tomorrow I am determined to get my studio to the point where I will paint! And at least move the new computer stuff into the office. Like eating an elephant, small bites. Its the August Long Weekend, traditionally one with lots of laughs, mosquito bites and sunburn. This year its perhaps a bit muted, but I will prevail.
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