This has been a fascinating week. I was able to get quite a bit accomplished in spite of how some of the new meds I'm on just suck much of the life plum out of me. Of course, there's always the trusty coffee to offset it. I love my coffee...but I digress. I thought I'd share some of the silliness that happened to me this week with you!
I have some interesting neighbors. I ran into one of them on the way to taking the trash out to the dumpster and he noticed that I was wearing my Black Label Society beanie and apparently, he is a big fan as well. Very nice gentleman and from the looks of the guy, life has been rough. Probably in his late thirties or early forties, he has a tired look behind his eyes. I understand that gaze, I've been guilty of it myself. We chatted for a few minutes about some of the concerts coming to town and apparently, we have a lot in common. At least where music tastes are concerned. Maybe next time I run into the guy, we'll talk some football. In the meantime, we hide in our own little worlds, pretending all is well.
I have another set of neighbors and for the life of me, I just can't even begin to estimate how many people actually live there. I know there is a toddler because I can hear the little bugger screaming her head off as soon as she wakes up. Which is sometime around 3am. Bless her little pea-picking heart. Her mom lives there as well, and maybe the father as well. I know this because starting at around 11pm, they all hang outside talking and smoking cigarettes. It's special to hear them jibber jabbering into the night. Their conversations, however, aren't exactly intellectually stimulating. Unless you're a 15 year old girl. Boyfriend this, girlfriend that. It's hard to keep up because only around 2/3 of the time, they are loud enough for the everyone around to hear. But I'm sure they're nice.
I always thought that when receiving a diagnosis from a doctor, they typically called on the phone and explained stuff to you. Or at least there used to be nurses available to explain those massive words that sound like one giant vowel movement. I looked it up, had a friend with a background in medical terminology research it, and then finally, I kinda sorta understood. Yeah. And it is just one more damned thing. I do have to admit that I have been thankful for receiving care at the VA. While the VA doesn't have the greatest reputation in the world, but I'll say that a few of my docs are absolutely amazing.
I'm also doing some freelance ghostwriting and that has been an interesting endeavor. I've written on topics ranging from advanced survival techniques to mason jar gifts to Tantric sex. Doesn't really pay a lot, but it sure as hell has been therapeutic. When I write, I can just kind of get lost in the topic, learn different angles and perspectives. Admittedly, I'm a marginally talented writer who tries to find humor in just about everything, but, it's better than some of the crap I've seen out there in newspapers, magazines and even on various blogs. I love it.
This next week will be as exciting as this past one was, I pray.