Soul Remnants

Monday, June 30, 2003

 
Good Day, Bad Day...

Felt great this morning so went to see some of my favorite clients at one of my least favorite facilities. All but one of my clients there are in the special care unit (a locked unit) due to dementia. I love my clients and everytime I see them, I remember why I do what I do for a living. A few problems needed to be taken care of with the facility administrator and the resident care director regarding a couple clients, but all in all it was a good visit.

Then off to home where my husband was working hard painting the deck (95% complete) and it was looking good. I praised him for his efforts and the excellent job he was doing, got him an ice cold lemonade and hopped into my bathing suit and scurried off to the pool. About an hour after arriving at the pool, the skies grew dark and ominous clouds appeared in the west. So, out of the pool and back home just in time. The skies opened up and we had a deluge which washed away much of the new topsoil we had just spread in the backyard over the weekend and washed away some of the paint on the newly painted deck. Some days you just
can't win.

And the clincher for the day? Katharine Hepburn died. I have admired her forever and I will always remember her spunk and spirit. I like to think of her plunging into the cold Atlantic waters off the coast of Connecticut every morning for a swim - knowing how cold that water can be, I have to think she was also tough as nails. Now she's gone and so is my favorite actor, Gregory Peck. Both of them were exemplified intergrity in their lives and work. Thank God for the films which will keep them alive forever.

It is still raining as I write this and later in the week, Tropical Storm Bill should be paying us a visit. Oh well, Mother Nature just can't help herself - it's just her nature.....


Coyote Girl 6/30/2003 07:42:00 PM

Sunday, June 29, 2003

 
Egads - where did the weekend go? I only accomplished half of what I planned to do. Oh well, tomorrow is another day. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to sneak off to the pool sometime tomorrow. I have the beginnings of a tan - my first in many years. The health experts warn against it, but I think a tan once every ten years ought to be okay.

This is short and sweet - off to the shower, then a little of the Yankee game while my hair dries and then off to bed.
Coyote Girl 6/29/2003 08:32:00 PM

Saturday, June 28, 2003

 
Thank God for the grey morning accompanied by a gentle rain. I may actually get some housework and laundry done. It is just too confining to do household chores when the sun has been out everyday this week, the sun hot, the air sultry and the pool beckoning. I could get used to my current half day schedule, but alas, this coming week will bring it to a close and I will be back to work full-time.

Good news this week: my grandson passed and will be entering eighth grade. Believe me, there was plenty of doubt regarding this achievement. I haven't heard any news as to my granddaughter's school prgress, but I am assuming that she also made the grade and will be entering second grade in the fall.

And as much as I would rather write than clean, I love clean rooms, clean bedding and the sense of accomplishment when the house is in order...so I am off to put things right.
Coyote Girl 6/28/2003 10:30:00 AM

Thursday, June 26, 2003

 
Had to coax myself out of the bed this morning, then dilly-dallied around until I knew I would be late for work. Pitiful actually since I'm only working four hours a day. I made it through my first week back at work doing 8 hours a day, but spent most of the weekend sleeping and by Monday, I decided I just wasn't ready for full-time as my body is still in recovery mode from my lung surgery. I didn't work Monday and contacted my doctor who put me on half days for the next two weeks.
You'd think that since I only had to work four hours, I could be timely. But I wasn't and because I knew I was going to be late, I took my time driving to work. The road to work is a winding, narrow country back road and this morning I took my time to enjoy the journey. The
sun was filtering soft golden light through the scrub oaks and loblolly pines except in the areas
where the light was strangled by the ever invasive kudzu, which attempts to reclaim the
woods every year, and by honeysuckle and trumpet vines. Two huge turkey vultures were
breakfasting on last night's road kill as I came over a small bridge that stradles a creek. I
assume the creek has a name if it warrants a bridge, but this morning it was simply a
place to dine al fresco. Driving past the tobacco fields, it was hard not to think of all the grief
that the plant has brought to people's lives and yet for so may years, it was a real source of
economic security for the growers. There is almost always a duality to everything. The number
of tobacco fields appear to dwindle every year and I know I will miss them if they disappear.
Now past the wholesale nursery where a long, long row of cedar trees stand like sentinels at
e road's edge guarding the crepe myrtles which are just starting to bloom and the English holly
bushes whose green leaves are so shiny and dark, they appear to be in shadow. Then past
the horse farm where the paddocks glowed like square emeralds with the morning dew on the
grass.

And in a blink of an eye, I'm in town and work is just two miles away. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to
work I go.
Coyote Girl 6/26/2003 08:35:00 PM

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

 
Tattered and faded like a flag flown day and night through weather of all kinds, I lower myself into bed. Too tired to blog, too tired to piece words together that have any substance, too tired, too tired...Good night moon.
Coyote Girl 6/18/2003 09:39:00 PM

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

 
Today was my first day back at work after having a lobectomy in April and all was going well until the last forty-five minutes of the day. While I was out on medical leave, a very close friend at work attempted to create a situation that was hurtful to me. When my supervisor told me about what had transpired, I was stunned, then hurt and moved at record pace to angry as hell. However, I have learned, the hard way, that when anger is the predominant emotion, it is best to let the fire subside before stepping into the fire pit. My friend has seen me through two surgeries in the past year, spoiled me with special gifts, shared in my good and bad times and always has been someone I can depend on.
So you can imagine my surprise to learn that she had tried to stir up something while I was recuperating - the details are not important. The only thing of importance is why? After talking the situation over with another friend and confirming the situation with my former supervisor, it was time to go home and mull the mess over. After examing the situation, I decided to let the anger go, but the hurt wants to hang around me for a bit. Disappointed in my friend, I also know that no one is perfect and although I do not understand her actions or the reason for them, I cannot bear the loss of the friendship or the strained worked relationship that would result if I confronted her. This situation is not the first time she has hurt people who really care about her; however, it is the first time that I have been the target. I think my friend is needy in a way I do not understand and that she uses the creation of discord as a method of getting attention.
For now, I will say and do nothing as I believe that her good qualities far outweigh the negative. I pray that time will lessen my hurt and that over the course of our relationship, I will gain insight and understanding of my friend. In all honesty, I do not know what I would do if a similar situation where to arise in the furute...I believe that I would be less likely to let it go.
Coyote Girl 6/17/2003 09:22:00 PM

 
Hello
Coyote Girl 6/17/2003 08:49:00 PM