Bewildering Balderdash

Horrendous storms today. This morning, while walking to work, the wind was blowing from the east. To feel the power of Nature so strongly is always uplifting to me.

The highlight of yesterday's dreary workday was the provost's secretary (a prim and proper snit of a woman) dropping her keys down the toilet. She was mortified. Mr. T., the business office manager, fished them out for her.

A bit of loneliness has crept up on me. Not really loneliness, I guess, just a little longing for some male companionship. All of this has me thinking ... do I need a man in my life? No, after much consideration, I just want one right now.

Today is the kind of rainy, windy day that you just want to curl up with something enjoyable (a good book or a good man).

Keeping this journal for my creative writing class will be somewhat of a challenge. I've never kept a journal before. I once tried my hand at a diary as a young girl - but quickly realized the potential for incrimination!

My first week back to school has been interesting to say the least. Monday night is "History of VA" with Patrick Reed. He is a well-liked professor by students and came highly recommended. I was not impressed by him taking two hours of class time to read his syllabus (word for word!). I was not feeling well to begin with and that was the last straw!

Tuesday morning found me with a fever and stuffy head. I managed to get to my second class of the semester - medicinal herbs. The instructor, Larry Shapira, is a nice guy, but a major putz! The book he has chosen for this class is not (by any means) the best herbal reference. I will have to be careful not to be too cocky in this class. We will get to sample herbal teas at the end of each class - so all is not wasted.

Esther sent me home from work on Tuesday afternoon. Johnny suggested that I stay in my room and do some healing energy work. I used my baby cauldron for the first time with the loose sage from New Mexico. What a treat!

It just dawned on me that I would prefer to keep this journal electronically. My handwriting is deteriorating while my computing skills grow. This little pad (the one I kept the journal in) doesn't help either. < chuckle >

Re-read the letter from JC on Wednesday. I truly hope writing it was a catharsis for him. I am solid in my decision. I am glad I left. I hope he finds peace as well.

Had to say goodbye to a dear (little) friend on Wednesday evening. I hope that I get to see her again soon.

The ever-elusive man "in my life" remains that way. There is a little voice in my head that says 'drop it now' and save some aggravation, but that voice is indeed little. 

On Wednesday I was at Mel's, in the grove, watching two squirrels play - scampering and running about. What a joy! A reminder for me to enjoy life (as well as to get the animal speak book).

Finally got the long-awaited CPU!  The impending divorce of Annie and Randy seemed to speed things up a bit. So far, so good. The only drag is the size of the CPU cabinet - it's HUGE! I've already spoken with Randy about possibly getting a smaller one.

The news of Baruke having a stroke has hit hard. I try to block it out of my mind as much as possible - but I know I will have to deal with it sooner or later.

The full moon this week was a sight to behold! She was magnificent! I would like to write some poetry honoring her.