Happy Saturday

Well it is noon and so far I have pretty much fucked away the day - happily. I've played on the computer, I updated the contacts in my cellphone (matching them with my online version and the version in Outlook on the laptop).

I've talked to Mom. She sounds terrible. It sounds like every breath is a struggle and it's taking a lot of energy just to get to the next one. But, she says she feels ok and did not sound unhappy or stressed or worried. It hurts my chest just to talk to her, though. She said Polly had called twice today. I know Polly is just making sure she's up to speed so she can report into the doctor.

The trust people forward on to me any mail that they get for Mom that isn't bills or financial stuff. Yesterday I got a letter from a workman's comp outfit. The letter was addressed to Mom. It was an audit of her insurance claim wanting to know if her recent accident was work related. If the answer to that question is 'yes' then there are a bazillion other questions to answer. If the answer is 'no' they only want to know what caused the insurance claim. I was dying to put 'really old age'. But I went with 'fell in the bathroom' and signed Mom's name.

Mom and I got a giggle out of it.

Oh and jimcarson was kind enough to send me an actual paper clipping of my recent WSJ appearance. I sent it on to Mom and was it ever a hit. She was VERY impressed. It was funny.

Now I think it's time to go out and run a couple of errands. It's wonderful to have a day to do nothing and to feel free to do just that.

Happy Saturday

Well it is noon and so far I have pretty much fucked away the day - happily. I've played on the computer, I updated the contacts in my cellphone (matching them with my online version and the version in Outlook on the laptop).

I've talked to Mom. She sounds terrible. It sounds like every breath is a struggle and it's taking a lot of energy just to get to the next one. But, she says she feels ok and did not sound unhappy or stressed or worried. It hurts my chest just to talk to her, though. She said Polly had called twice today. I know Polly is just making sure she's up to speed so she can report into the doctor.

The trust people forward on to me any mail that they get for Mom that isn't bills or financial stuff. Yesterday I got a letter from a workman's comp outfit. The letter was addressed to Mom. It was an audit of her insurance claim wanting to know if her recent accident was work related. If the answer to that question is 'yes' then there are a bazillion other questions to answer. If the answer is 'no' they only want to know what caused the insurance claim. I was dying to put 'really old age'. But I went with 'fell in the bathroom' and signed Mom's name.

Mom and I got a giggle out of it.

Oh and jimcarson was kind enough to send me an actual paper clipping of my recent WSJ appearance. I sent it on to Mom and was it ever a hit. She was VERY impressed. It was funny.

Now I think it's time to go out and run a couple of errands. It's wonderful to have a day to do nothing and to feel free to do just that.