I just noticed it’s been a week since my last unpost, the video below.

I’ve been spectacularly unengaged lately.

I completely missed the Spring Arts Festival, maybe my favorite event every year, and full-on blew off an obligation to volunteer for Soartstar.

In politics, it’s Indiana and North Carolina and gas tax holiday and Rev. Wright and denunciation and ho f’n hum.

I got asked out on a date and I went and it was … confusing, and now it’s over and I’m back to petting a cat.

I go to my AA meetings and keep my mouth shut and listen and the meetings are good and good for me and the one last night was as usual and I came home and fixed myself a sandwich and some pear halves with cottage cheese and went to bed early.

This week, I’ve been working hard and billing hours and I’ve got lots to do.

Next month, I’ll be taking Mom to Mississippi to visit her sister and the best part is that I’ll get to visit my son Jack in New Orleans.

I’m guessing my new meds are finally kicking in and that it’s to be expected that the highs and lows are never too high or too low. My goal was to get back to work and stop obsessing about trivia and I’ve reached that goal, whatever the price.

I’ve been reading my fellow bloggers with interest. My sister has an exciting new job and I couldn’t be more pleased and Nina is writing about her (non) love life and going out to dinner and it’s a very engaging thread to keep up with and MCARP is on a star tour of photo ops and that makes me laugh because it’s the punctuation to long exhalations about non-attachment. Those three seem engaged in a way that I’m just not right now.

Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not in any way unhappy. Like MCARP, I’m perfectly content to have no drama in my life. It is a good thing for me to habituate going to bed early, getting up early and going to work and billing hours and coming home and fixing dinner. It’s a good thing to have a fairly set schedule of AA meetings and Wednesday dinner with my Paseo companions. Not only are these things good and good for me and a goal I’ve been striving to accomplish, but it’s also an end to some other very self destructive elements that had been in my life for far too long.

It’s just not very interesting to write about.

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