Saturday, November 7, 2009
It's 5 a.m.
What the hell am I doing up? I forgot to take my alarm off, and this is normal "wakey" time. If I wake now, I can catch 45 minutes of morning news and still get out of the house by 7. That's on the weekdays. 5 a.m. on a Saturday morning... well, I really should reconsider.
I slept long and well last night (Friday night "passing out" from a week's exhaustion)so I don't think I'll go back to bed. Leaving at 8 to go up to Allen's for breakfast. His community has a $2 breakfast buffet the first Saturday of every month. We laugh because in a 55+ community, he and I are, by far, the youngest ones.
Allen "celebrated" his 7th anniversary of his cancer diagnosis today. He was originally given 6 months to live. This summer's round of chemo was four treatments with a new drug. The round was supposed to be 6 infusions, but his symptoms abated after 4, and he's had some cardio issues due to all the chemo he has had. He's very positive right now, and (I pay attention to these things)has recently been making plans for next year. The new housing situation in this community is part of the reason; it gave him a fresh start, and, since he's on the first instead of the third floor, it's much less wear and tear for him. I think there was a fear that, moving as far north as he was, his friends would not see him as often. But April and I have hung in there; and he and I increase the profits of Steve's Cafe instead of Nikki's Omelets when we want a good, no nonsense breakfast. I'm looking forward to tomorrow.
Weird week at work. The Miami trip broke it up, but its been a crazy cycle of people behaving badly at work. More material for the eventual book. Possible titles.. "Going Rogue". Oh, that title is taken? I laughed at it. The definition of rogue is: "a deceitful and unreliable scoundrel". It is perfect for her. (And word is "Going Maverick" was taken).