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Taking it very easy...
Mar. 2nd, 2008 06:23 pmFor no particular reason, I just decided to veg out today.
As my attention has, of late, been repeatedly directed toward an awareness of death, I got to thinking that perhaps I ought not be so... passive in my living. I might, for example, try to reestablish ties - as tenuous as they were, in my youth - with whomever in the area there is to reestablish ties with.
To which end, I have twice moseyed down the hill in back of the house, crossed what had been barely a road when I was in high school, and knocked on the door of a schoolmate who, as it turns out, lives across the way. There was no answer, either time. During the second visit, I took a closer look at what turned out to be a renovation certificate taped to the picture window next to the front door and, focusing my gaze inward through the glass, I saw the interior was deep in the throes of being remodeled, so it is entirely possible that my old colleague is slumming elsewhere while work is under way. So much for that, for now.
I also resolved to get in touch with a gentleman who, as it turned out, was my favorite professor when I was an undergraduate Russian major, who quit teaching to become a lawyer (go figure), and who today practices in Manhattan (if my Internet research skills are any good at all).
Soon after sending off the material due this morning, I shut off my computer and devoted myself to not turning the thing on again today (this post is being composed on proust, from the Linux partition, so as to increase the "distance" from my usual work environment).
In the middle of the afternoon, we piled into the car and went shopping. I managed to transfer my BP prescriptions to Costco, which saves me about 20% over the local chain store, but apparently this killed any remaining refills, so I'll have to call the doctor's office to fix that. Upon our return from the shopping trip, I zonked out, then had a light dinner, and continued to stay away from the computer.
As I said... I took it very easy today.
Shiloh exhibits a marvelous intelligence, which simply drives me nuts when she misbehaves, since I cannot help but think that whatever it is she is doing in such cases (such as chewing on a succession of items that she knows are off limits) is intelligently motivated. This of course raises the question, "How do I know that she knows not to chew said items?" I would point to a string of repeated corrections accompanied by a stern "No!" Still, perhaps there is something lacking in my approach?
My next electronic visit will be with my online bank, to head off any attempts on the part of the bank's BillPay system to write checks tomorrow. The coffers are (temporarily) empty and must await the arrival of client checks.
Cheers...
As my attention has, of late, been repeatedly directed toward an awareness of death, I got to thinking that perhaps I ought not be so... passive in my living. I might, for example, try to reestablish ties - as tenuous as they were, in my youth - with whomever in the area there is to reestablish ties with.
To which end, I have twice moseyed down the hill in back of the house, crossed what had been barely a road when I was in high school, and knocked on the door of a schoolmate who, as it turns out, lives across the way. There was no answer, either time. During the second visit, I took a closer look at what turned out to be a renovation certificate taped to the picture window next to the front door and, focusing my gaze inward through the glass, I saw the interior was deep in the throes of being remodeled, so it is entirely possible that my old colleague is slumming elsewhere while work is under way. So much for that, for now.
I also resolved to get in touch with a gentleman who, as it turned out, was my favorite professor when I was an undergraduate Russian major, who quit teaching to become a lawyer (go figure), and who today practices in Manhattan (if my Internet research skills are any good at all).
Soon after sending off the material due this morning, I shut off my computer and devoted myself to not turning the thing on again today (this post is being composed on proust, from the Linux partition, so as to increase the "distance" from my usual work environment).
In the middle of the afternoon, we piled into the car and went shopping. I managed to transfer my BP prescriptions to Costco, which saves me about 20% over the local chain store, but apparently this killed any remaining refills, so I'll have to call the doctor's office to fix that. Upon our return from the shopping trip, I zonked out, then had a light dinner, and continued to stay away from the computer.
As I said... I took it very easy today.
Shiloh exhibits a marvelous intelligence, which simply drives me nuts when she misbehaves, since I cannot help but think that whatever it is she is doing in such cases (such as chewing on a succession of items that she knows are off limits) is intelligently motivated. This of course raises the question, "How do I know that she knows not to chew said items?" I would point to a string of repeated corrections accompanied by a stern "No!" Still, perhaps there is something lacking in my approach?
My next electronic visit will be with my online bank, to head off any attempts on the part of the bank's BillPay system to write checks tomorrow. The coffers are (temporarily) empty and must await the arrival of client checks.
Cheers...
