Completed some stuff yesterday and that really felt better. The Battleship new education pages are done, I got the CSS update from Marty for the Zeropercentcards update, paid property taxes, stopped by the library, paid bills, deposited checks, mailed a package to the kids, saw Sir Cracks-a-Lot (AKA my chiropractor), taught a guitar lesson, ran 3 miles through the dark woods, and then relaxed watching the Phils win another game with Abbe and Doug.
But one thing that was missing from the list, was talking to my kids. I called, but got voicemail. A day chocked full of all that get-doneness means shit when I can’t talk to Van and Viv. I’m looking into airfare to see them for a couple days around Halloween. I need to get some sleep tonight. Tired and depressed are a really bad combination.
And my words are ringing in your ears
Drawing your attention now to all the things that you ignore
If I can’t be with you I would rather have a different face
And if I can’t be near you I would rather be adrift in space
And if the gods desert us now I’ll turn this chapel into flames
And if someone tries to hurt you I would put myself in your place
Try Whistling This ~ Neil Finn
Tomorrow is the party, lots of folks will be there – which is what I wanted for my Mom and sister mostly, but I need it too.