Well, that marks the third Thursday with no update. This time it was illness again…it’s been like that all week. The worst part is that I missed work yesterday, which I hate doing. I love my job…like actually love it, because it is the perfect amount of childcare for me. I can’t really do those long days I used to with kiddos anymore, but the few hours I put in in the afternoon for the program really makes me happy, and exhilarates me, because I’m actually out there doing something I love again.
Of course, then I get sick and I wonder just how long it can last. I went for this job because I was delighted that it didn’t start until midafternoon, which means that even if I am sick early morning, as is usual, I can be better by 2pm. On Monday, I managed just that, going to the ER in the morning before coming home to nap, shower, and go to work. I was fine that day. Yesterday, not so much. I couldn’t shake the crummy feeling, even after returning from the hospital, so I had to call off, which just kicked me in the stomach again.
I don’t want to talk about it anymore. What’s good?? A good thing from this week is that I wrote myself a little story.
I needed something on Wednesday for my Patreon, something meaty. More than a poem, y’know? And I had this little thought in my head about what it takes to get me running in the morning, and then the thoughts started to take a shape. There’s this movie called Osmosis Jones that I have loved always, and I started to ponder it. What if there were a cell in my body, that was responsible for what I do? It was a fun little thought experiment, but what would the cell actually do? What would be its true purpose? I thought of the Vonnegut quote: “Make your characters want something right away, even if it’s only a glass of water.” And so, the tale of Bob the Cell who works in the Hypothalamus was born. His goal? Get the Girl a glass of water.
It’s a funny little story that both Sahar and Mom called “brilliant,” which I actually believe to be true because, as rare as it is, I love this story.
Hardly ever do I write something that I like from the jump, so when I finished this and was so delighted with it I knew it would receive great reception from my “fans.” (Why is that in quotes? Because the only people who have read it are friends and family.) And it did, Carey liked it, Mark loved it, and of course my mother just wants to know why I can’t automatically have it picked up by some magazine.
Anyway, that was my big accomplishment for the week, and if you would like to read it (well, the rough draft, anyway,) then you can pop on over to my Patreon and pay $5 for that and more.
I’d really like your patronage over there. You’re missing out on a lot, I promise. Also, I need to pay the internet bill. (See also: Tip Jar, to the right of this page.)
Ok, well, It’s Friday. I have two kiddos here already and two more on the way, so I guess I better get myself going, and participate in life since I am well enough to do so. I hope y’all have a great weekend, and happy Friday!