I keep waiting to have exciting blogging material, so there's this lag between my writing and my posting, but nothing much exciting is happening.
Therein lies the problem when the blog is about oneself. One is entirely dependent upon reality for good material. And in my life, reality only hands out good material in small doses.
If only the doctor's office would call! I called them yesterday and rebel that I am, asked for the operator instead of obediently leaving a message in the "for lab tests" voicemail box. The operator, after a long delay, assured me that my file was open on the doctor's desk and that the results had come in, and there was a note attached saying that I'd been calling. She was sure the doctor would call me that day.
But no.
In the meantime, my period is five days late. But don't go assuming anything good about that, my body just does this to screw with me. It waits just long enough for me to begin to wonder, in the slightest way if maybe, just maybe it could be and then whammo! Mother nature slams the door. I'm far too willy now to fall for it.
In other news, it is a balmy eight four degrees outside, a veritable cold wave compared to the last few weeks. We have given the poor A/C a rest and opened all the windows. I feel like I can breathe again. It drags me down, having all the windows shut, day after summer day, night after beautiful night, breathing nothing but stale A/C air, with that very slight tingle of something metalic.
I'm pretty much resigned to moving down to GA next summer and I can't see anything good about that at all. I know I should look on the bright side of life and all, but seriously, why Georgia? Why?
Actually, it feels surreal sometimes to realize I'm in Kentucky. No sooner will I get used to being in this state than I will be transported to an even more foreign world, deeper into the dark and humid mysteries of the South, the steamy world of swamps, coast lands, cotton fields and cities all tangled up in flowering vines.
Apparently that area is called the Tri Community area. It's one hour away from the Florida coastline and close to Alabama. I've looked at rental homes and found two that looked quite promising. But anyway, that's a year away, far too long to worry about.
