January 12, 2017

A different alarm this morning, birds chirping. Not all alarm clocks have to be bleeping assholes.

It was one of those Monday-Thursdays, my girl had a rough morning and I felt I was critical to her, which never helps the situation. So I apologized to her. Not sure how much that helped, still….  Boy was exuberant, it helps when you have a girlfriend and you’re in love. This couldn’t have happened at a better time.img_5015

Today was my two year anniversary at my workplace: I was going to be that exception, I was going to understand the ins-and-outs of working at a nonprofit mental health facility for troubled youth  in six months,  not the 2 to 3 years that established therapists had shared it took them. In the last month or so, things have been coming together, so the timing is just about right. I feel so with it when I manage to get things right, if not a little humbled.

Juvie, then a different office.  After, my key didn’t fit, AND I wasn’t sure of my alarm code…so I had to wait 30 minutes + for the clinical director to drive down from her house in the hills, ensuring the office could be properly locked up.  I was also very hungry…and my burrito was just over there <points directly across freeway – moments away>.  Still, can’t leave the office unlocked…muey no bueno. I texted my kids, explained the sitch, requested some chores be done and waited.  Soon enough, the door was locked, and I was off to burrito heaven…img_5016

…where my sweet friend (who works there) tried yet again to set me up once again with the cook, telling me he could help me with mortgage payments.  Ummm…no thank you.  Grabbed my to-go and…that breathtaking moon guided me home, on a silver road through the misty fog.  Hundred year old oaks waved their spindly fingers in the moonlight.  One helluva day.  My eyes are killing me under pressure  .

Pics ‘n vid: My combo – Montessori therapist; My circle squiggles; Under Pressure.  What I wouldn’t give to have been here.  I wonder – if I could see bring one musician back to life (well, I guess it’d have to be two now), I often wavered between Bonham and Mercury (+Bowie)

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