The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors (halfshellvenus) wrote,
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors

Confusion and Random Disappointments

I sent my husband to a memorial service two weeks early today, still thrown by the news, I think. Thanks to all of you who helped cheer me up on Thursday when I really needed it. We'd gotten a call from our contractor's wife that morning telling us that he'd had a heart attack on Monday and died. He was in his early 50s, in good health, and very devoted to his family. One of his daughters is around 19 and the other around 12, and this must be the most terrible shock to them. I couldn't stop thinking about the unfairness of it all, when a good man like him goes far too soon. *sigh*

Yesterday I got a rejection letter for an anthology in which I'd hoped for one of my stories to be included. That was a big disappointment, and I won't be able to bring myself to look at the details for awhile yet because I have no doubt they'll kick off a bout of self-loathing and/or frustration that I could really do without. :(

I got lots done for work yesterday (finally!), cut Christopher's hair today (argh), but ate into my running time by spending too long out in the yard. It started as "Need to put anti-aphid crud on the rest of the roses" and became "Good lord, that bermuda grass is taking over one of the flower beds!" Our lawns are all bermuda grass, which is very hardy and green but once it escapes the lawn's borders is evohl. And tenacious.

Just got back from an errand, and on the way I realized I was driving on one of the neighborhood streets that I never use for anything except for running. Hence, the discombobulation: "Which side of the road is it I'm supposed to be driving on?" I have to run on the left side to keep my slightly longer leg on the downhill slope (we don't have sidewalks). One time, I came home on a street I regularly run on but don't drive on, and noticed only after several blocks that I was driving on the wrong side of the street! Ack! Now I live in fear of that happening again. :0

Tags: me, running

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