8/26/2009

The Heat Goes On

I'm enjoying the AC at Starbucks on this hot, hot day. The weatherman has promised that we are at the beginning of a heat wave spanning several days. Lovely. I would complain more except that the Summer hasn't really been that bad. We had some hot days back in July, but August has been very mild... by southern California standards.

I awoke early this morning to the sounds of work going on behind my house. Yesterday Clint the plumber promised me he would be back this morning or tomorrow morning to install the trap and finish the job started previously. It didn't occur to me that I should be up and ready for him. So, hearing him and his assistant dig out the pipe they intended to work on was not all that surprising. After a few minutes I was able to go back to sleep— until they started knocking on the doors, one at each door. It seems they needed electricity for the mini chainsaw to cut out the offending tree. (It was a large bush really.) That required me to get up and pretend to be functional. I spent the first half hour of the day commando, if you catch my meaning. ;-)

When they took a break, I took a quick shower and slipped into some clean clothes. The day has been fairly routine since. They finished early and the local gardener cleaned their mess off my patio. I worked inside, breaking down some smaller boxes and getting some trash and unwanted items out into the dumpster.

Every day I grow more and more excited to leave San Bernardino and get to Raleigh. I am not— I repeat NOT— excited to leave everyone behind, but I am excited about the rest of the package. I'm sure you'll get tired of hearing me say that over the next four weeks. It's the predominant emotional state I'm in right now, mixed with stress from things that are going on.

I faxed off my registration today, and since I haven't heard anything back, I'm assuming I'll get the paperwork I need in a few days. Getting my old car out of the driveway will be a welcome relief.

The other big news is that I believe I may be performing next Monday night. Did I mention here previously that I emailed my friend and mentor, Bill Word, about sitting in a few of his classes before leaving town? I forget. Regardless, he offered me an 8-minute spot in his show next Monday night. At first I wrote back and said that I couldn't possibly be ready yet... but then I realized that I just can't turn down 8 minutes so I wrote him back and accepted his offer. I'm so excited! I have no idea what I'm going to do for 8 minutes, but I hope to write some material between now and then— probably about being unemployed and moving. More on that as the situation progresses.

My apologies if you see a lot of un-capitalized words in this post and others. For some reason my fingers just don't have the sequence down right. They go through the motions on the keyboard, but there is some malfunction as not all the capitals come through. However, on top of that, I noticed that the situation is particularly bad when I'm on this laptop. For some reason, caps just don't happen like they should. I had to re-capitalize several sentence beginnings and 'I's in yesterday's post and have been hard at work on them today as well.

Last night I patched my MP3 player into my new car stereo's auxiliary input. Wow! It sounded awesome. I am set for the long drive across country.

You know, speaking of which, every time I get in the car I fight the desire to start across country now. I really wish I could just abandon my place like it is. Unfortunately, I can't do that. (Please, don't read all that as if I'm serious!) Like I said at the top of the post, I'm really looking forward to getting to Raleigh, and part of that is the trip across country. It's a unique opportunity that I hope to enjoy. I have always been one to drive with my eyes open. I'm hoping to see lots of beautiful sights, and I promise to take pictures and post them (somewhere) when practical.

Well, that's enough for today. I'll keep this short after yesterday's novelette.

"The activity of happiness must occupy an entire lifetime; for one swallow does not a summer make."— Aristotle

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