
An Artists' Life
A rattling self off-turning laptop is what I have today. I called the Mac hopsital, and they said, no big deal, last night I just over-heated it but I don't know, it is making very weak and wierd sounds. Like a buzzing bee that doesn't know enough to stop buzzing... If the display goes black again, it will be time to chop off my head.
I have made a mistake here, and just will apologize to all - backward, and unfortunately, if I do it ever again - forwards - in time. I shouldn't ask for comments and then make comments on the comments. My intention was to learn from the comments, but I can do that quietly too.
I've also been told that my blog seems so 'honest'. Well, this is a blog, a wb-log, which I look upon as one of creating a 21st century diary. I see no reason to be a dishonest diarist, as I am writing to myself. There are certain general matters of taste, punctuation, etc, that I can accept guidance on, but the rest, well, perhaps is not truly ready for prime time publication. If it happens that more than a few of you - there are 8 of you who've been invited to read this - find it bothersome, please stop reading. I don't mind, and don't like that thought of upsetting anyone. That wasn't ever my intention. I also don't want to sit down to write and feel self - conscious because that is why I write. So I do express myself and stumble upon hidden turds of knoledge which are/have been impeding my growth as a human being.
Stevie got me a new battery for my watch today and I feel so happy to be able to just look down to see the time again. It was broken for months, because I was afraid it couldn't be anything as simple as a battery. He also copied my newly made-up exercise chart, four times, so I can see how it works for a month. The page is set up to cover my five basice exercise groups, the repetitions or time I spent doing them, and any other comments I have.
I loved working with my Physical Therapist (PT). She encouraged me in ways no one else has in years. She told when she was leaving that I had a very young body for my age! and I needed to keep exercising to keep my body fit. Well roll me over. I feel so great about myself for a change, after all these months of not hearing one positive word from her about my progress. She is a tough cookie. She spent some time showing me some car tips, and we are done. Now it is into the pool, and learn some more exercises there. I feel like a cross between Charles Atlas and Ethel Merman.

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