I got a lot done, and had an intruder… well, the QoD anyway.

Lots of things were done this day. Everything I had planned to do. I made six or seven calls, some of them a bit more involved, some of them more irritating than functional, but so be it. I was not able to do much more, however, as my last fiancée, now friend, came over to do her laundry. I see no reason to end the friendship, even if we disagree on almost everything. She is liberal when I am conservative, and vise versa. I think it is more of a psychic dance we do than anything else. Wait, no… I think it is real. Even blind to each other’s notions on a subject, we both seem to just pick the opposite side every time. I can honestly say that, when she is being reasonable and takes the time explaining things, I have found everything from a grain to a whole truth in what she says. Still, that is rare… I look, she really never does. I grow, she stagnates, liberalism I guess.

I phoned my Mom, she was supposed to call back tonight. She is on a little vacation herself, she has sadly sold her house (though I support her, and her choices, I will miss the place (and space when I visit). I was hoping to talk to her about a few things, but not today I guess. Wow, dissed by my own Mom. Meh, I have others. I also called my new V.A. Voc. Rehab. handler. I am back to square one with this guy. He is about as enthused about being involved with my case as he is about sky diving without a parachute. It certainly is warming on my end to speak with a fish, let me tell you. I was going to let him know what was happening, but he really did not care. Paperwork, he said. When I have it, then call and we might see about an appointment, perhaps. I hope you never need a bureaucrat for help. The rest of the calls were business, none of which is yours. :p

I have been up all day, so I am really looking forward to sleep. As I have said, Saturday and Sunday are non-exercise days, I do not even think I will necessarily begin studying. Who knows on that last though, right now I am too tired to think. Great, I should sleep very well. Hmm, I should not, but… I am considering writing more of the story I had started. I suppose I got lost in life, and for a while exhaustion, then I lost track. I pulled everything down, put it in one file, and started to read and re-edit it. No promises, and I do not know when or truly if, but I would like to get back to creative writing.

Life is good.