For Richer, For Poorer...
I have 45 minutes before the end of the day. A very long 45 minutes. I have finished everything I have to do thatís deadline based for the day and the long-term stuff is really, really boring and I donít want to do it.
My car has been in the shop for over a week now. I should get it back tomorrow or maybe Thursday. Itís a stupid expensive repair that came about because of very unlucky circumstances. Basically it overheated (faulty valve, not lack of maintenance) at a time when it would have been stupidly unsafe for me to pull over so I ended up doing quite a bit of damage to the engine while trying to get to a safe place to stop. Suck. Iíve sort of come to terms with it, though. I just keep repeating, ďItís only money. It doesnít really matter.Ē Which, yes it does, because itís a lot of money that I donít have, but itís ok, because Iím going to get a ton of frequent flyer miles out of it.
The outdoor shows Iíve been working on are up and running in their final locale, which is good, I can finally let those go out of my brain. Iím pretty happy with them overall, though if they ask me back next year there are defiantly a few things Iíll do differently. This is the first time Iíve really designed an outdoor performance and Iíve found they have a few quirks to them, mostly the amount of light you lose to the atmosphere is a lot more than you first think itíll be. Also, folks donít get to come indoors and adjust their eyes to interior light before the show starts, they are staring from outdoor daylight and gradually progressing into darkness, which is different as far as perceived intensity levels go. So, yeah, itís good, but not great, and I know I can do better next time.
My grandparents havenít been doing the best, health wise, but theyíre on the mend. My grandpa had surgery on his legs which was successful. It was risky because his heart isnít the strongest, but he pulled through fabulously. My grandma is also just generally not feeling so great. The doctors are figuring out the best way to help her, but itís still a little hazy what exactly is wrong. They might have to move into an assisted living situation, depending how it works out. My grandpa is fine with that as long as they can stay together, which is looking very possible so thatís positive. Basically, itís a bit of a grey area right now, but itíll work out the way it needs to. Thatís how life works.
My sister is engaged. Thatís good news. Her boyfriend is a really nice guy and they match each other pretty well, so that is also an awesome thing. No word on when exactly the wedding will be, probably some time in the next year. Iíll be honest, 95% of the time I have no issue whatever with my little sister getting married first. 5% of the time, though, it does sting a little bit, mostly just because Iíve been spending a lot of time questioning exactly where Iím going and what Iím trying to accomplish, I think. Thatíll pass, though, I know it will. The important thing is that sheís happy, and she is.
Fifteen minutes to go. Oh man, do I just really want to leave right now. Itís way too sunny to just sit at a desk and look out the window.
Tonight I go home and do chores. Very exciting, I know, but it is time. Iíve put off laundry and room straightening for too long and itís starting to get out of hand.
Anyway, I think itís time to wrap up and get ready to head home.