How’s that for setting the expectations really low?
I’m doing fine, thanks for asking. No, there hasn’t been any great drama that has kept me away from my blog. Well, maybe a little low level depression. The sciatica thing kinda knocked it out of me there for a while, plus I guess I was processing my grief from losing Alaska. But, mostly, I guess, I just had nothing to say. Still don’t, really.
Somewhere, though, in my subconscious there are rumblings. Something is going on in there. It’s like I can hear the distant din of construction. No one has shown me any blueprints or sketches, so occasionally I wake up filled with fear and dread, and other times I feel weirdly hopeful. Yet, on the surface, it’s all the same old same old.
The job is going well. And no, I still haven’t figured out what the deal is with Patricia. It doesn’t matter. She makes me laugh. The cats are good. Tangerine once again shares the bed with Sasquatch and even has allowed me to pet her, but only while she is laying on the bed with Sasquatch. It’s a beginning.
And I’m happy it will very soon be Spring. How have you been?