Blast of the past-ok well, 1 month ago...

She brings a bag of records and she plays em till dawn....
When times are hard and you start feeling low, let yourself go. When the rivers risen and the world feels cold, let yourself go....
I am quoting as I type, its cool because I am using a wireless keypad, and I have the itunes button on here to rewind if you will the songs to catch all the words, I feel very mod. Picture this with Mikes great guitar....I wish I had a full 42 sittin in the sun...ok not really, could not drink nearly that much without being ill, really ill, but its the idea of it.
I have so much more time for self indulgent thoughts and just feeling sorry for myself when Dave is away. I was writing tonight. I am working on a proposal for for a program for caregivers for persons with dementia, seeking a funding grant from a local funder. Proposal writing is apparently an art, one I am trying to master.
I am also slowly hoping to master the charango. Elsa serendipitously stepped off the plane carrying it. Right when my friends are all learning to play ukase and the like. Thus I must learn to play the beast, which is an armadillo shell strung with 10 strings. Really it has only a few chords coupled with a certain style, which if I put my mind to it, I can master it. I floundered at guitar, but hell I was trying to self teach. Money for lessons there was not, I did not have such a luxury growing up. I also did not inherit the familial ability to play by ear. Such is life.
I have had a difficult month. Still working full time. Kids school, gymnastics, dance classes. I have suddenly started doing a bunch of liaison work, I am actually glad for the change. The restructuring at this local hospital is pure idiocy, and what makes it worse is we have no HA access to our systems, which we don't function effectively without. Fortunately, we know our work/our organizations capabilities and get by. I just feel bad for the people that hold that place together, their rehab teams, their team leaders. Seriously, thats it.

Just posting something I wrote one month ago. Will post again, things are much more mellow, though I miss my man with all my being....