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A moment alone...
Oct. 22nd, 2004 12:15 pmThe folks are at the doctor for an exam for my mom, which leaves me a few moments to myself.
After having taken a shower to wash off the effort of this morning's walk -- during which I came up with many upbeat subjects I might write about -- I find myself at the keyboard bereft of any such notions, but still vaguely optimistic. I think I've managed some degree of acclimatization here.
I went for a drive with my mom yesterday, and managed to retain my sanity, despite the broken-record effect of my mom's speech. I was looking for something along the lines of an Internet café, but either no such animal exists around here (the Yellow Pages suggests looking under "Cafes and coffee shops"), or I just need to look harder. The other night, my dad expressed genuine surprise when he found out that my use of a modem to get online (the old fashioned way) was basically the same as picking up the receiver and making a call. There was an element of irritation mixed in with the surprise, as he doesn't much like the idea of being cut off from the world, infrequent as any contacts might be.
We ended up visiting a Staples store, so that I'd know what kind of printers they carry in case one of my clients comes through on a threatened editing assignment. The call came two days ago, but I've heard nothing since. In fact, October is starting to rival July in its lack-of-clients-calling-with-work quality, and the impending gig in Kazakhstan makes it pretty imperative for me to have some cash flow in November (not to mention December, which is its own problem).
I'm trying to get as much exercise in as possible, to make up for a pretty sedentary schedule leading up to my departure for Toronto. In order to take my mind off the road to the beach and back, I've deliberately varied my route to avoid that path, thereby giving me something else to think about as I walk.
Cheers...
After having taken a shower to wash off the effort of this morning's walk -- during which I came up with many upbeat subjects I might write about -- I find myself at the keyboard bereft of any such notions, but still vaguely optimistic. I think I've managed some degree of acclimatization here.
I went for a drive with my mom yesterday, and managed to retain my sanity, despite the broken-record effect of my mom's speech. I was looking for something along the lines of an Internet café, but either no such animal exists around here (the Yellow Pages suggests looking under "Cafes and coffee shops"), or I just need to look harder. The other night, my dad expressed genuine surprise when he found out that my use of a modem to get online (the old fashioned way) was basically the same as picking up the receiver and making a call. There was an element of irritation mixed in with the surprise, as he doesn't much like the idea of being cut off from the world, infrequent as any contacts might be.
We ended up visiting a Staples store, so that I'd know what kind of printers they carry in case one of my clients comes through on a threatened editing assignment. The call came two days ago, but I've heard nothing since. In fact, October is starting to rival July in its lack-of-clients-calling-with-work quality, and the impending gig in Kazakhstan makes it pretty imperative for me to have some cash flow in November (not to mention December, which is its own problem).
I'm trying to get as much exercise in as possible, to make up for a pretty sedentary schedule leading up to my departure for Toronto. In order to take my mind off the road to the beach and back, I've deliberately varied my route to avoid that path, thereby giving me something else to think about as I walk.
Cheers...
