Saturday, June 25, 2011

Note to Self: Save Self Improvement for the House

Last night, I was driving across town when I decided to listen to an audiobook.  It's called Overcoming Self-Sabotage, and I got it from iTunes.  Anyway, I had the window down when I turned it on.  The open window drowned out the woman's British accent and I missed the first chunk of what was said.  As I zoned in on her voice, I caught something like, "get in touch with your inner core."  Get in touch with my core, got it, I was saying to myself.  I looked in the rear-view and glanced in front of me.  Just as I'm about to tune inward, the limo in the lane next to me starts angling toward my front passenger panel.  Hu -- Hey! I said to myself.  That's a foul.  Can you imagine?  A near-collision right after turning on this of all audiobooks.

So I go through the tunnel near the airport and end up on whatever street that is.  About 300 yards in front of me is a single car straddling both lanes, seemingly parked.  That's not good.  What... is that a wreck?  What is that?  Another car situation.. Hm,.. I noticed an eery trend in my immediate vicinity.  I was like, Ok, universe.  I get it.  Be alert and cautious on the roadway, and keep your eyes peeled.

This morning, I had another car situation.  My car would not start.  The universe says, cars, pay attention.  Notice the car in the middle of the road.  Remember your intuition.  That particular righted itself and continued on.  The next morning, my own was out of sorts.  I may not always "get it" right off but I at least get the sense that the meaning will come.

Although I sometimes act self destructively, I err on the side of caution and still have faith in myself.  That is worth something.  Next time, I will explore that in my house.  Off the roads and the driveway.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Patient Relative

I talked to Kathy finally and it went as expected near the end. I am failing to impress upon this woman the extent of T's issues. Instead, I seem to be coming off a little iffy. My impression is that they still drink, therefore they don't really get it. Oh well, so everyone grieves differently and since she's far removed from the epicenter, is there really a problem? I'm distorting her a little bit -- I know.