Too much to do and not enough time. Plus I finally broke down and went to the doctor today. I have a stinking ear infection. I have felt progressively worse each day this week, and after telling myself I was finally going to see the doctor yesterday - and regretting not doing it again last night - I called them first thing this morning. Fortunately I was able to get in and get some antibiotics. It even has steroids in it - so you're likely to see my face plastered all over the news pretty soon. Oh wait - I don't play baseball. Never mind.
I have books and papers all over my desks still. I finally had to walk away though. That's partly why I take my day off on Friday - in case I get in a bind. And Jane is going to be gone this weekend anyway, so I won't have much else to do (at least I hope not).
I spent a bunch of time today trying to find a video clip to show while we're passing out the communion elements on Sunday. There was one I faintly remembered from years ago, but could never place it. It's funny how much time one can spend trying to be creative. I'm sure some people think it's wasted time, but I appreciate those who do it for the sake of people like me who can appreciate it.
I think that's one thing many people don't understand about artists, musicians, teachers, and people like that. You're not just paying for finished products - people need to be paid for what goes into their work. Like, I know a lot of people complain about how much it costs for a singer to do an hour long show. But you're not just paying for that one hour. You've got to consider all the practicing and preparing and maybe traveling. Creativity ain't cheap, you know.
Anyway... I still feel pretty crappy. I'm gonna try and go out to eat with me-lady tonight - since she won't be here for date-night tomorrow night. And hopefully I'll be able to stay up and watch the Fighting Illini get hammered by Michigan State later on.
Peace....
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Well I hope you let Jane drive, I can just see you getting pulled over and trying to "walk the line" with an ear infection. I'll bet the cops hear that one all the time.
Sgt. O'Malley: "oooooh, I see... and you're treatin' it with a stiff prescription of Irish Whiskey?"
Fortunately it's not the inner ear kind. It's the one where I feel like someone smacked me upside the head with a baseball bat. Good thing because I had to make a trip to Anderson this morning. No cops were involved.
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