Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
Jamál (Beauty), 13 Qudrat (Power), 165 B.E. – Sunday, November 16, 2008 about 2:49 PM Pacific Time I focused on reviewing today. I reviewed stories about winter and found some very interesting stories to read. I didn't review poetry today. I think I'll do that tomorrow and rest from the short story reviews for a couple of days. The only e-mail I checked today was on writing.com so I'm going to have to check the other before I go to bed tonight. My yahoo box is full and I think I'll just do a mass delete, being careful to check to see if I have e-mail from my brothers or friends. Frank and Tom both sent me picture so I'm going to have to burn a CD with photos sometime this week. I don't feel worried or anxious about anything right now, which is unusual. I don't even think I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. For the first time in a week or two, I feel as if everything is going to be all right. Of course, my mood may change tomorrow or the next day, but I'll deal with that when it comes. I have Paratransit rides to work scheduled for Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I have to schedule a ride tomorrow after work for Thursday and then on Tuesday I have to schedule Friday's ride. After that I don't have to worry about scheduling another ride until Friday. I have to call my niece on Monday evening to find out what we're going to be doing for Thanksgiving. Since I don't have a car I'm either going to have to take a bus to Henderson or my nephew is going to have to come and pick us up. |