Reality Me

I work very hard to — no that’s not true — I want to provide my family a good life with good health but when I try to give my wife good health she fights it. She won’t go to doctors and she won’t go to the dentist. It’s comparable to trying to get a child to eat beats.

We cancelled her appointment. It will now be 6 months or more before she can get in again.

I was reviewing my drafts in my blog and discovered this about my impatience with Tommy (the 13 yr old). I am not sure why I didn’t publish it. In hindsight, it seems insightful for the moment it was written.

The baby is awake. I really had hoped to get more done before she arose.

I must retrain myself to start waking earlier again.

A New Day!

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This Morning

Noah (the 7 yr old) comes down at 6am as I’m getting up to get dressed. He is a great morning person! Stirred Sarah (10 yr old) at 6:12 or so and gave Tommy his medicine at 6:25. Now time to try to stir him. I also need to get Noah some Clariton and Sarah some cold sore medicine.

Last Night

Wife and I were much more relaxed and happy together. Chatted much and spent the evening together watching The Guru. That film is a riot! Having the wife explain who is who and what movies they’ve been in adds quite a bit to the enjoyment of the movie. The movie is basically about a guy that comes India to America and falls in love with a porn star. The choreography is quite well done. One of the guys in the voice is a voice on The Simpsons and has a role in Office Spaces.

     

Walked the yard today and observed the sinkhole in the creek. Still not sure what to make of it. After a long dry spell I will play with it. Met the neighbor that recently put up a fence. I hate fences! And his was a spite fence serving no purpose but to draw a line between his property and my next door neighbor’s.

Sarah (the 10 yr old) is interacting nicely with Amy (the baby) while Sarah brushes out her own hair. Noah (7 yr old) is spacing out in a book; he was so lost in the book that Amy stuck a toothbrush in his ear and he didn’t know. Tommy (the 13 yr old) is lounging in the bath (on his stomach rocking back and forth–interpret how you want). Amy just laid her head down on the couch then quickly realized what she was doing and switched to sweeping the floor. Sarah just remembered some unfinished work. Amy went through all her see-n-say animals and noises with me at high speed. She is so smart! All the kids are!

Cathy is at a meeting but we have relative calm around here. She is still missed.

Cingular service is crap

I keep forgetting to describe this. I’ve had a lot of friends that believe strongly in the more natural or mystical in our universe so I’ve participated in many debates and discussions that had no real answers but were plenty thought provoking. One such subject is the use of visualization for improvement. Well, this is really an unarguable one; if you visualize success, you are more likely to success; if you visualize improved performance or perfection, you are likely to improve. I personally have never applied visualization techniques to much of anything; my mind is too undiciplined.

Last night one of the tasks I wanted to get done was chopping wood so we would (pun) all sleep well with a good fire. Outside there is no moon so it is pitch black. I set the wood on the stump I use for chopping and grab my ax. I can’t see much of anything; perhaps a small outline of the wood. So I close my eyes and visualize where the wood sits. I see it in my minds eye with a nuclear green outline to the edges then a I swing the axe. Kerrack! I ended up with more accurate and more productive strikes than I normally have with light. Thank you Obi Won!

Lots of tears from the Sarah (the 10 yr old). Her teen years are going to be HARD!

Ran to the bank, Cingular and the dry cleaners. Back home to work. Need a tension breaker. No time.

Seems like I’m always craving things that are just outside my reach.

Amy very unhappy. I worry she is perhaps not well. This confounded approach to getting employed won’t have us insured through a regular company for at least 6 months which screws up major plans.

Amy just took another bad fall to the floor. If I get the job that I think I may, I’m installing carpet before the end of March.