Calendar Girl Blog: Wiped Out
Not since I was a surly teenager have I slept til 11am. When I looked at my clock this morning, eyes barely able to register the hands, I moaned. Not out of disgust for the obscenely late hour to be waking on a working day. Rather, I could feel that my tank, which had become dry to the bone over the last few weeks, had barely managed to get damp.
I'm wiped.
So, here's me wiped out. Partly due to an ongoing sleep-at-night issue that is likely part of Everything Plus. The Plus being My Menopause, which I do go on about on my other blog should you be interested in catching some of that fun and frolicking vibe.
On a completely different yet practical note: I'm delivering some more calendars to Macondo Books in Downtown Guelph, on Wilson Street this afternoon for any of you Guelph readers that need/want/haven't got one. Still full price my friends. There ain't no half priced breasts coming from me this year. Or order yours on-line if you're not from G-Town.
Calendar Girl does not recommend letting yourself get dry as dust. As she sat on her couch, drooling, mind frighteningly blank, she hoped that no big ugly things were heading her way. Big ugly things don't always ask permission to enter ones life or allow themselves to be booked in at a convenient time. So it's a good plan to keep a big ugly thing energy reserve somewhere. In order to provide some protection, Calendar Girl will refrain from operating any big ugly, heavy equipment until further notice.
Calendar Girl
Tags: Breast of Canada, Calendar Girl Blog,My Menopause Blog.
I'm wiped.
So, here's me wiped out. Partly due to an ongoing sleep-at-night issue that is likely part of Everything Plus. The Plus being My Menopause, which I do go on about on my other blog should you be interested in catching some of that fun and frolicking vibe.
On a completely different yet practical note: I'm delivering some more calendars to Macondo Books in Downtown Guelph, on Wilson Street this afternoon for any of you Guelph readers that need/want/haven't got one. Still full price my friends. There ain't no half priced breasts coming from me this year. Or order yours on-line if you're not from G-Town.
Calendar Girl does not recommend letting yourself get dry as dust. As she sat on her couch, drooling, mind frighteningly blank, she hoped that no big ugly things were heading her way. Big ugly things don't always ask permission to enter ones life or allow themselves to be booked in at a convenient time. So it's a good plan to keep a big ugly thing energy reserve somewhere. In order to provide some protection, Calendar Girl will refrain from operating any big ugly, heavy equipment until further notice.
Calendar Girl
Tags: Breast of Canada, Calendar Girl Blog,My Menopause Blog.
posted by Sue Richards at 12:42 PM
2 Comments:
Sue,
Could it be that your dry tank is a testament to the time, attention, and effort you gave to Henry's last hours on this earth, then to providing due reverance to his passing, and especially to the valuable life lessons he's left for everyone who knew him?
I bet your tank will fill again faster than you expect. You don't sound to me like a spectator in life, so you'll be back at it very soon, and richer for the experience of the past few weeks.
Go Get 'em girl.
Hi Pierre,
Everything Plus cetainly was meant to include Henry, Anne, my community loss, my own loss....
What I'm feeling is what I would call a 'good wiped'.
Thanks for your injection of energy.
Calendar Girl
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