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Surprise Me: Day Four

Well, well, well, finally a day with a few surprises. To be honest, I forgot about this whole this when I woke up this morning. I was in and out of the shower and out the door on my way to Salinas before I remembered. I didn’t feel too good about that–forgetting. Anyway, I had a meeting in Salinas about working with agencies and places about having a plan in place for homeless people when they are discharged from hospitals, jail, prison, rehab, and age out of foster care. It was aptly titled the Discharge Planning Committee. Anyway, that was interesting actually. I enjoyed it, and I don’t always enjoy meetings. I think its a huge task, but the point is not to completely solve the problem, but to make things better than they are currently.

You’ll have to keep reading for the “mini” surprises.

After the meeting, I talked with Glorietta, who is the Executive Director of the Homeless Coalition for Monterey County about building a website for them. I’ve wanted to do this for sometime, but our schedules just never seem to mesh so that I can talk to her. Either I’m busy, or I know she is. However, she has some free time next week and is definately interested in getting a website going for them. I’m fairly excited about that. We also talked about me doing some other stuff for them, semi-computer related, that was mentioned a few months back, but again, finding time to actually talk about these things is difficult. Hopefully we can kill two birds with one stone when we meet next week. That was less of a surprise and more of a, “finally, something might get accomplished” kind of thing.

One interesting thing that happened at some point during the day was that a concern of might I had over the weekend was magically taken care of. I had talked to a couple of friends about something I wasn’t too happy about, but didn’t know how to change it, and had just accepted it and decided to grow up and deal with it. But then, I learned something that completely solved the problem to where it wouldn’t even be an issue. That would totally be a God thing there. What are the chances otherwise?

So then, a bit later in the day, Cindy asks me for Susan’s phone number. As I was reaching for my phone, I realize it’s ringing (or vibrating I should say). I answer and its my doctor’s office. I have an appointment tomorrow with Dr. Wesley’s PA (assistant), so I thought they were just calling to confirm. Nope, they were calling to reschedule later in the day because Dr. Wesley, who was booked up until July 26th when I called last week, wanted to meet with me herself. That was not a good surprise. I’m getting a lecture, I know it. I was feeling too good after my “normal” blood tests.

I also bought a walkie-talkie watch on Woot!

Otherwise today:

I had dinner with a friend.
I practiced guitar.
I continued to lose respect for someone (not the dinner friend).
I practiced guitar some more.
Did I mention I bought walkie talkie watches?

So, tomorrow is another day. Looking forward to it actually. Not looking forward to the doctor’s visit. I’m a bit scared about it actually.

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