Over at Too Dark To Read, Joulie is taking a tour around the world. I found this new app that I have been playing with and trying to get better at inserting her into various settings. No she really is on Easter Island…really.
I wake pretty early in the morning. I set my alarm for 5:30 but my dogs, including the one I had for the last 7 years, wake me up before the alarms. This morning was incredibly foggy out so I put on my headlamp before Joulie and I started out in the dark for our morning walk. Somewhere along the line I managed to freak myself out. I live in a pretty desolate area, but not so desolate that there aren’t cars going up and down the street on occasion. So at that hour you get people coming home from the night shift or wherever else they are coming home from. For some reason this morning I kept thinking that we were somehow in danger. I’m not above getting paranoid on occasion, but I think it’s really a product of a medical issue I’m having in which my system is revving up a bit, and causing me some anxiety of an organic nature. We’re trying to get it under some control and it better happen soon because I’m getting tired of struggling against it. I don’t know how people with bipolar disorder do it. My metabolic system is going haywire and when that happens I have really crazy rapid-fire thoughts. But that happens once in a blue moon. If I had to deal with that every single day I don’t know what I’d do. I guess I would learn to manage it, I guess what I am saying is I have incredible respect for people who do.
This morning when I got to the office a very elderly old man was trying to get up the stairs to my front door. He thought he was at the local grocery store. Which was at least a mile away. He was pretty disheveled looking, had to be at least in his eighties, and was carrying a white cane. I packed him into my car and gave him a lift down to the grocery store where he said he was supposed to be meeting some people. He wasn’t. They did know him down there by the fact that he comes in every morning for coffee and a donut. But today he was extremely confused. So I left him in the hands of the local police, because he said that he had to walk home which was at least a two-hour trek. They said they would get him to an Elders at risk program as this was not his first incident. Poor old guy.
It may seem early but this is the time of year I start to make Advent calendars. I love Advent calendars. There’s nothing like getting a little special something even if it’s just a little slip of paper with a quote on it. It’s just nice to look forward to that little bit of something everyday. So this year I have many great nieces and nephews for who I’m going to make calendars. I also send some out to special friends every year. Those ones tend to be a little bit more temporary than the kind I make for the kids. I have a blast making them. I make all different kinds. Religious ones and also ones for the pagans like myself.
Gotta get back to work. Talk to you later!