Today is not going as smoothly as yesterday. I stayed in bed an extra hour and I’m not blogging until 1:30 PM. On the bright side I made French toast for breakfast and watched the first episode of She-Hulk: Attorney at Law. It didn’t sound exciting to me but that’s what I thought of Wandavision which was a fantastic show. Based on one episode She-Hulk is a pleasant diversion. It gives important Avengers back story. It explained how Bruce Banner changed from being Smart-Hulk to human form and healed his arm. We also learned that Steve Rogers was not a virgin when he was frozen in the ice, important stuff. There are also hints of Bruce’s multiple personality disorder that’s in the comics but not in the MCU. I suspect that will be explored if Disney ever gets the full rights to the Hulk back.
I saw my new therapist for the second time yesterday. I worked out the traveling far better than the first time. I scheduled the appointment for 15 minutes later than the last time. That meant I could take a train that left half an hour later. Last week the bus in Harrison came late which made me late for my appointment. It came late this week too, I could not have made the bus if it didn’t, but it got me there 15-minutes early. If it had already come, I could have made it on time if I walked fast. The downside risk was being a few minutes late, not as late as I was last week. The session ran long, my sessions often do, you know how I like to talk, so I missed the bus back to the train station and had to walk. That’s fine, I love the exercise. If I made the bus, I would most likely have missed the earlier train anyway. I have not been walking enough but yesterday I got in 5.2 miles.
I’m still breaking in the new therapist. She doesn’t know my backstory or the cast of characters in my life. I tried to tell her about an interpersonal problem I have but I spent most of the time letting her know who these people are to me. She’s also learning how important figuring how my place in my social network is to me. I have a mental image of a graph with the people as nodes and connected by non-symmetric relationships. The asymmetries are what make it difficult. I can’t observe half of them. I know what people mean to me, but I don’t know what I mean to others. I can only infer that from their actions. That is true of all of us. I suspect I think about it more than most. When I say “graph” it’s not the kinds of graph you learned in high school with lines and parabolae and such. Graph theory graphs look like this.
I had good self-care with dinner, making a Cajun dinner of blackened dinner and fried plantains. I timed it so I sat down to eat just as the Met game started. My beloved Metsies won 9-7. New callup Brett Baty (pronounced like Warren Beaty not Batty as I’ve been saying) hit a 2-run home run in his first plate appearance! He’s a highly touted prospect. He could be for real. It’s too soon to tell. The Mets are in first place in the NL east. They have the second best record in all of baseball but if you go on the Met’s fan group, I’m in many people can’t internalize that. All they do is complain about decisions the management makes. They are like children from an abusive family always waiting for the next beating; PTMD, Post-Traumatic Mets Disorder. I’ve gotten much better at not letting them get to me. People say stupid things online and I don’t respond, even when they are said as a response to something I said. Let them call me stupid or ignorant. I know I’m not, It’s not important that the do. Caring about that IS stupid, and I’ve done it too much in my life. If I am considered wiser than others, it’s because I know the extant of my own idiocy.
Today’s a beautiful day and I should go for a walk. Perhaps I should go food shopping. At the moment what I want to do is take a nap.
Wise Madness 