It's about 5pm on Friday, and the only thing on that whole &^%* list I didn't do was call Laurie. Amazing. Sorry Laurie girlfriend; it's not that I don't love seeing you. It's the introvert thing. I felt better focussing on that list of stuff than making a social date, which would have to be at a particular time on a particular day. Plus we had a SC party last night, Bruce and boys coming tonight/tomorrow, and party at Anne and Bennet's tomorrow night. Throw in a trip to MGH and I'm cooked.
Nonetheless, I was able to knock off those tasks that were jumbled up in my head, plus we went to Arlington and finished cleaning the apartment, and I had a little study tinkering time. So that's all very satisfying. And I am looking forward to seeing Bruce. And Sam and Will, though that's a little more challenging because at 8 and 5 they're such... boys. Always Doing Stuff yet not old enough to be independent. But they're my nephews, I love them and I want to have an actual relationship with them. So I'm glad they're coming.
Neither today nor yesterday counts as introspective, I'm afraid. Too many tasks. No yoga. Not more than a few minutes of sitting on the deck doing nothing.
But Mom was feeling better than she had in a week, so that made for an easy visit. The radio entertained me there and back, 70's and 80's music on the way in and Science Friday on the way back. She told an entertaining story about a bad chaplain, had eaten some real meals and had a little energy for the first time in awhile. Her big day yesterday consisted of twice getting out of bed to sit in a chair for an hour. As she was telling me about it I think she heard how small that accomplishment sounded, but for her it was significant. She who two weeks ago was walking 5 miles around the Mystic Lakes and doing several other things on the same day. This transplant process is quite punishing.
Okay, I think I'm going to sit on the deck and do nothing for a moment. Bruce will arrive any time now.
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