Do Something

I fear bad news today and I am stressing out like crazy. Calm down. Focus. It’s going to be okay.

I played a little guitar this morning. It helped a little. I lost track of time though and had to rush to get myself ready for work. Oops.

I have a ton of stuff to get done today at work. I can do it. I can focus. I can handle this stuff.

And right on queue I get pulled into a potentially major issue. Oh good.

357/365
357/365

Long Day

Don’t you hate it when you read someone’s blog (or any social media) post where they talk cryptically about something but don’t give any specifics on what they are talking about and go out of their way to not share any details at all?

It was a long day. I left the house at a little past 11:00am and went to the hospital to stay with my father. I left at 7:00pm. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. There may be a family discussion tomorrow and if there is it may be rough. That’s all the detail you’re getting.

I am home with the love of my life now. My bride and our two psychotic cats. I am where I belong, even if I feel the need to spend time just sitting with my father during his time of trouble.

To quote the band Traffic from a song from their brilliant self titled second album, “who knows what tomorrow may bring?”

Day Game

The Red Sox and the Astros are playing a day game today. The Sox are up 3-1 in the eighth inning. I’m just watching the game with my dad.

It would be better if we weren’t in a hospital room, but I’ll take what I can get.

Changing Up Tomorrow

My annual review was scheduled for tomorrow but circumstances conspired to allow us to move it to today. Nice. That also means I can take a sick day tomorrow and spend the day at the hospital with my father. Visiting hours don’t start until 10:00am so instead of driving to the office at 7:30 I don’t have to leave the house until 9:30. That means I can either sleep a little later tomorrow, or I can get up at the usual time and play some guitar.

Mental health wise, both options would be wonderful, but I think the guitar playing thing might be key.

On an unrelated note, my wife is brilliant. She is just amazing and everyone knows it and agrees.

Stress

Why is it that missing a day of work makes things 100 times more stressful when you return the next day? I was out Friday and it seems like nothing really happened in my absence, but here we are today and I am stressing out over every tiny detail?

I thought this week would be a normal two-days-in-the-office week but now it’s three. I have three pieces of paperwork that I need to have done by (probably) Thursday. It should be super simple. In fact, there were four pieces of paperwork and I’ve already cranked out one of them. I’m freaking out over the remaining three though. Why? I have time off booked for Monday and Tuesday next week. I thought they were going to be music days, but now will the be spent with dad in the hospital? I don’t know. Maybe. Part of the time at least.

Seriously. Stop freaking out over nothing, Robert. You’ve got this shit covered. You can handle it. Stop stressing. Work is okay. Dad is going to be okay. Calm down and just get it done like you always do.

I think I might just be reacting to being sad that Bellana left for Vermont this morning. No clue when we’re going to see either kid again. I’m guessing that’s the real root of my struggles with this particular Monday.

Over all it’s not a bad day or anything, I am just stressin’ like ya do. May your Mondays be easier on the ol’ stomach, as it were.

That was Tough

The point of this blog is to bear my soul to the universe (no it’s not, there literally is no point to any of this) but how can I accurately do that without sharing any specific details about the current situation?

Let’s just say that it was tough today. I was at the hospital with him for a smidge more than five hours. Most of that time was quiet and uneventful. The rest? Yikes.

Being there was tough for me. I can’t even imagine how tough it was for my father who actually experienced everything.

I’m home now with my wife and my step daughter. We’re watching The Fall Guy and I’m trying not to stress over things.