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Golden Sunny Wednesday

It’s the first Wednesday of August 2021 and we’re cruising right along. The summer hasn’t been awful, but that’s mostly because we actually had an AC in the living room for once. I’ve been only too happy to stay in, do my work and ignore my least favorite season.

⚭ All 👰🏻 The 🤵🏻 Needs ⚭

Marriages, like careers, need constant nurturing… the secret of having it all is loving it all. ~Joyce Brothers

Okay, I’ve been failing miserably at the life~work balance lately.

An old project came back to bite me for no discernible reason whatsoever. It’s been working just fine for months and then…

Wompa!

…broken. It’s been almost a week of scrambling, stressing, losing sleep and appetite trying to get that hammered back into working condition.

So, Kelly is feeling neglected because I’m too stressed the hell out to even be able to explain to her how utterly FUBAR this has made things for me.

TBPH, I’ve been feeling a bit neglected because Kelly has her own issues that she’s dealing with as well. I’m not feeling the partnership.

She’s trying to suck it up and shoulder her stuff her way. I’m trying to catch up and manage stuff my way. We’re both introverts and we both have varying degrees of OCD. The more stress we’re under, the more we want to control things and have things exactly the way we want them.

Naturally, this puts us at cross-purposes on a variety of fronts. We’re both prickly and cranky. Being old and sore doesn’t make matters any easier.

That being said, when I look at her, I can’t help but remember how much I love her and enjoy being with her.

She complains that I’m not talking to her. Well, what does she want me to say that I’m not saying all the damned time?

I’m stressed out because this thing broke and it’s causing a cascade of crap in my work schedule. The fact that none of that is getting done is causing all of my personal stuff to get swept aside and punted to subsequent days and weeks.

I had a plan, folks. A MFing plan!

But noooooooooo!!!!!!!!

I couldn’t even get through a singled goddamned week of basic planning without everything going absolutely and entirely to 💩💩💩. This is really a topic of discussion? This is what she needs to hear?

Personally, I don’t think so but I suppose she might disagree so here it is in plain black and white.

I did, I think, get it back into working order and can now attempt to play catch-up yet again. I planned my work but working my plan has gone right out the window. I just want to get caught up with my work stuff and my me stuff.

Kelly and I are very comfortable together. Sometimes we may be a little bit too comfortable. We can sometimes take each other for granted.

I certainly don’t want to do that, but by the same token we’re both a bundle of fairly raw nerves these days. It’s only natural that we’re going to clash a bit.

There are some things we can face together and there are some things we need to face individually, knowing that we have each others’ backs. That’s why we’re still married. 👉🏻 We want to be. 👈🏻 It’s not always zippy-skippy but it’s still better than not having each other at all.

Summer Morning Jazz

WEDNESDAY MORNING JAZZ: Relax Music – Jazzy August – Sunny Bossa Nova Jazz Instrumental Music

It’s been a while since I laid out some jazz for you. Today is a very good day for it. This is very good music for getting back on track and catching up on all the stuff that has fallen behind schedule.

I’m going to try not to be bitter about the time lost. It is what it is. The thing broke. I fixed it. Hopefully, it will stay fixed a while longer so I can do all the the other stuff people want from me.

At least I’ll be able to catch up on some sleep. I was having the weirdest dream when I woke up yesterday. There was a word that kept repeating itself in conversation. The word was: Protuberance.

Why this word came to mind and was of such importance, I have no idea. I guess it’s because I’ve been kind of obsessing about this thing on my neck. I thought it was going to emerge as a pimple and be done with…

☃️❄️⛄ in January ⛄❄️☃️

… but it still hasn’t even broken the surface. Fortunately, I’m seeing the doctor next week. Hopefully, he can lance it or drain it or give me some kind of ointment that will cause it to resolve somehow. It’s getting on my last nerve.

⛅ Sunbeam 👤

A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows. ~Francis of Assisi

That’s what Tanda Cohen is. She’s the sunbeam in the first novel of The Sentinels series. Her arrival in the team is the catalyst for the whole chain of events that follows.

Everything had settled down into a routine for our three heroes. They had been wondering if another superhero would ever come along.

Change always stirs things up. The team would need to get used to a new dynamic, but it was something they were actually hoping for.

The Conclave, on the other hand, were pretty irked about it. They thought that the Sentinels would fizzle away like a fad that had run its course. Tim is pushing fifty. They figured he would either retire or get killed in action at some point. Without him to hold the team together, they assumed that Matt would return to the Army and they would have a chance to recapture Meirhe.

So much for patiently waiting. With a new member to drive the team forward, they would have to take more direct action. What happens after that tips a long line of dominoes. The Sentinels will need Tanda’s youthful exuberance and sunny disposition to weather the coming storm.

But that’s the nature of a hero, arriving in the nick of time…

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I’d better stop there or I’m likely to start giving out spoilers. No point spoiling a book that’s not even finished yet. Why should it be any different than any other task on my plate? Getting stuff done? Ha! Hopefully, August will be far more productive than July was. I don’t know if I can take much more of this perpetual catch-up mode.