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The Morning After

What a couple of days. I've been from one end of the galaxy to the other and returned feeling.... Feeling's a good for it. The equinox is here, the sun is shining, blue sky, my eggs aren't painted and I don't care. :) I'm in a goofy mood though. I've been across the board, emotionally, lately. I'm sorry for those of you who had to witness it. I tend to flop in extreme directions and spiral away until even I don't know what the hell I'm thinking. I know the question on everyone's mind is, "is he getting professional help?" No, he's not. Just ignore him and it will go away.
Art's funeral was yesterday. We drove out friday night, and arrived at home around 8:30pm. I was pretty drained, curled up on the couch with Diane and fell asleep. There's nothing, really, more therapeutic than finding a familiar space, and relaxing with someone. We didn't even talk. By morning I was, more or less, feeling revived.
Saturday was a day of reflection, and shopping. I took some time to go to wal*mart (don't hate me, I'm a consumer) to get some supplies for camp (a new razor, toothpaste and shoes for the funeral) and then out to the hall for the service. There were alot of people there, some I even recognized from other jobs. It was a short, very simple service. This, of course, was followed by a very long, very quiet trip back to site. 3-1/2 days to go....


*Edit* Barb told me that I shouldn't apologize for being myself. So, I'm sorry for apologizing ;)

posted by September @ 10:03 AM