I didn’t leave the house yesterday and I’m blogging anyway. I hope I don’t hurt my shoulder patting myself on the back. Of course, not leaving the house is a bad thing. As I was about to get ready to go shopping my phone rang and decided my mental health needed the call more than the walk or the bacon I was going to buy. I won’t be able to go shopping until Sunday unless I go early tomorrow and that’s not happening. Know thyself.
I got bad news at my abbreviated, 30 minute, therapy session. My therapist is retiring! I love my therapist. She’s moving to Plano to be near her kids and my sister. Perhaps not my sister. She suggested and I’m going to try and follow through leaving the hospital in Westchester where she and my psychiatrist practice and finding someone local from Montefiore. I never wanted to do that before as I didn’t want to switch therapists. As I have to anyway, I might as well switch to someone I can walk to. This is the kind of thing that’s exceedingly difficult for me to do but as she said that makes it good homework for me. Always look in the bright side of life.
I didn’t leave the house, but the day wasn’t unproductive. I sent my resumes to the schools I talked to at the charter school recruitment event I went to on Wednesday. That’s also something difficult for me so I get another pat on the back. Can you give it to me? My shoulder still hurts from the first pat. You think it’s easy being in early middle age? Nah, let’s call it late prime of life. I plan on living to at least 130. I just have to eat more poutine to make sure I get there. Why do you think the life expectancy is higher in Canada than the U.S. It’s all about the poutine.
I think I have next week’s Gord’s Gold programmed already. I just received another song I’d like to add but I can’t find a spot for it. I’ll save it for the week after next. The show is too tight now to tamper with. I made two last minute revisions, replaced one long song with two shorter ones. There was no urgency to play the long show this week. I just revisited show and placed the new song in it. I got rid of a song that is only urgent because of what happened to me, not my audience, and they matter. I now have four songs released this month out of 14 played. I’m proud of two sets I’m doing but I should wait until the show airs to write about it. I feel like young Dar, “I can’t wait to give her the card! I can’t wait to give her the card!”
This is short but I better get moving. I’m going to the season’s first Sunset Singing Circle. Last weeks was rained out. I don’t want you to feel shortchanged so listen to this week’s Gord’s Gold.
Wise Madness 