Hi, my name is John and I haven’t posted anything of substance in a year or more.
I have a good thing not going here, so why start now? This is a couch and you are my therapist – so be warned.
After a few false starts, we’re really moving. Cheryl starts a new job in Orlando on Friday, we’re moving much of our furniture after Christmas (to the guest wing of my sister and…
Today was the first morning at the new office.
My office is cool. It’s a little far from my peeps down the hall and around a corner, but a little walking will do me good.
The movers are behind but we had some wicked thunderstorms yesterday afternoon/evening, so I’m back at the home office this afternoon. I can’t help myself when there’s stuff to be done and my neck tells me…
I’ve got a million Gyro jokes and puns this morning… just so you know.
I’m still suffering from the defeat to last night’s dinner at the hands of an under-dog Gyro. Strike that. I already don’t like the word association with dog and Gyro, considering the way I feel. And yet, this morning I woke up before my alarm and started my neck stretches, exercises, and early…
I’ve been sitting on this post for a couple weeks. Cheryl and I have discussed this at length, but I’ve waited to put this up until after her big day. I didn’t want her dealing with this, any more than she already would have been, when she was already going to be stressed talking to the folks at the home office in Tallahassee.
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It’s easy to see life…
Who knows what kind of anxiety I could have built up if I’d known.
Until Friday I had an umbilical hernia. I preferred this name to the more common “belly-button hernia.” Until Friday night I thought the surgery to repair it would be nothing – no more harmful than its silly sounding common name.
I have a couple days under my belt now, and holy shit on a popsicle stick, it…
A word of warning: I’m going to do a fair bit of whining to start, but I promise it will get better.
I’m done.
Cheryl thinks I should have come to this conclusion a year ago. That’s how long the pain in my neck, shoulder, arm, and head have beat me up and down. For now I’ve given up on physical therapy, massages, chiropractors, pain management specialists, and a few others…
Forgive me Father for I am considering sin.
My neck isn’t any better than it was almost a year ago. While I haven’t given up hope my issues above the shoulders will improve one day, it’s time to stop waiting. It’s time to start doing. It’s time I started exercising again.
We interrupt this post for a moment of rationalization.
It’s not that I haven’t been…
It came too soon. I only had my little Civic for eight years. I’d planned to grow old with the little fella. My little five speed manual, two door coupe, was small enough to get pretty good gas milage and be fun to drive.
There’s a responsiveness to a car with a manual transmission, a link between man and machine, that you don’t get in an automatic. They have no soul.
It made replacing my…
I’ve started this post once or twice a week for months. I get out a sentence or two and stop – too tired, too fried, or too apathetic to continue. I’ve been MIA most of this year, clicking the occasional “like” the few times I venture out into social media. Reasons and excuses abound, but there’s no biggie I can point to and say, “that’s the one you…
It’s been a while, eh?
In terms of writing and this blog, I’m in a funny place. I know a lot of people who are sick, injured, or feeling the pain of life beating them down. I say “a lot,” but it’s not… exactly. Everything’s relative, right? But whether we’re talking raw numbers or just percentages, I’d like to be a voice of reassurance. I’d like to be strong, spouting words of…