Below is a summary description of one of my days last week. Compared with the days since then, this was a kind of slow day. I'm posting this mainly to take the Nazi reflection off the top of my blog.
Based on events today, I am not sure when I'll check back in here.
6:00 a.m I wake to the sound of my alarm.
I should have known I was in for a bad day. I hardly ever sleep all the way until my alarm goes off. Usually I wake anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes before the alarm goes off, providing me with the opportunity to ease into my day slowly and pleasantly.Most of the time I'm already in the shower by 6:00 a.m. I set the alarm as an emergency backstop only. This does not bode well.
6:45 a.m In the car on the way to work. Call my mother in convalescent home.
Mom gets on the phone and she's chipper and alert. Loves it there. Just before I get to work she tells me they told her she could go home tomorrow, maybe. She was supposed to be there for a month before we have to decide what to do next. (Leave it to my mother to make a miraculous recovery!)
My guardian angel is with me because I manage not to run into a ditch.
7:05 a.m Log on to work email
Send frantic message to sister regarding the situation with Mom.
Begin work day. I do not write about work here, other than to say that it is fast-paced, stressful and totally CRAZY. Among fending off dozens of emails and phone calls (all bosses out of the office, so I was "in charge"), my main goal for the day was to finish a draft of a report I have been working on for a week. Started that at about 7:10.
10:00 a.m Sister calls
Nursing home has scheduled a care conference for this afternoon. May release Mom early next week.
3:00 p.m participate by phone in care conference
Nurses report on almost miraculous recovery by my mother Plan is to release her on Monday.
3:20 p.m send email to sister
Please call. Let's discuss.
3:30 p.m sister calls
Discuss various options. Decision is that she can deal with moving Mom on Monday. No need for me to go back again right now.
5:20 p.m almost everybody's gone from the office. Phone is quiet. Working on report.
If I'm going to go work out at Curves, need to leave soon, but I'm almost finished with report. Blow off Curves and finish drafting report.
6:20 p.m finish draft of report.save to desktop.
I pull up the document I just saved to my desktop in order to email it to one of my supervising attorneys for review. It's gone!! The version that is there is from hours and hours ago!!! I have lost all the good summary stuff I just wrote!! There is screaming and yelling. I believe the word FUCK is used more than once. Legal assistant is still there. She runs in and calms me down long enough to recover document from Recent Documents (Thank you, K-- and thank you, you miserable bastards at Microsoft.) I email document to attorney (for safe keeping if nothing else).
6:45 p.m arrive home.
Husband not ready for dinner.
7:00 p.m head out for walk (forgetting bug spray).
Walk is wonderful. It's very hot but there's a nice breeze and I'm walking in the fresh air with my music (Thank God for Jimmy Buffett.) The day is looking up!
7:45 p.m heading home, sun behind clouds, very sweaty.
Mosquitoes love sweat!
8:15 p.m home
Doctoring Skeeter bites, reading newspaper. Husband leaves to run errand.
8:45 p.m pour glass of wine. Log onto computer to "process" my day
9:10 p.m Husband not home. Dogs sleeping. It is peaceful and quiet.
Can Triscuits be considered dinner? On a day like today?!! Hell, yes. Husband can fend for himself when he gets home.