Priceless Passions (but not, alas Poetry)

This post has nothing whatsoever to do with poetry or National Poetry Month,   which it so happens,  happens to be April.

Time is a funny thing.   We’ve all heard the expression “time flies”.   And just as often one hears bored people talk about time moving  “as slow as molasses.”   Since signing up on Empire Avenue, it seems that I have met a zillion or so new people.    Honestly,  I didn’t really notice the days and weeks passing that much.  Yesterday morning I unlocked an achievement on Empire Avenue that informed me I have been on that site for 30 days now.   And stopping to think about it,  WOW!,  what a month this has been.

My long time friends who were with me when I burned out a bit on writing  a book review or three every day,  and came to the realization that my books blog would never, ever earn enough to cover hosting fees no matter how great I made it,  will recall my ill-conceived foray into creamed corn.  I’m not in the least bit sorry that I attempted naively to start a social networking blog,   nor do I have any regrets about pulling the plug on it after just a few weeks.   But I do find it ironic that since deciding to focus on this personal site that I’ve become acquaintances and Twitter friends with guys like Chris Baccus and Scott Monty.   I am so very, Very, VERY thrilled to have met Holly Jahangiri,  with whom I am in the process of launching The Remarkable Association of Writers Who READ.   I have cared deeply about literacy and adult literacy education since my high school years  (no fooling, (e)NATION!) and I am realizing today that with the new RAWWR!! project I am following the excellent old advice about following my passions.

I’ve also really enjoyed playing #definethis on Twitter everyday,  and getting to know some of the ace players like the extraordinary poet @gavroche and @definethis herself– who like my blogging buddy Cardiogirl  I know a fair bit about her life, but not in fact her name.  (Which echoes my reflections on the great name vs handle issue.)   After a month on Empire Avenue I am yet a few thousand eaves short of being an e-millionaire. But the real value of the friends and relationships I’ve made and the new projects I’ve become involved with is, as they used to say in the Mastercard commercials:  Priceless.

I suppose you’re right, but….

First off a BIG Thank You to cardiogirl who commented on yesterday’s post something to the effect of ‘so take your darned meds and maybe you won’t be tired all the time’. And of course she’s probably right about that, at least partially. Though from my end it’s never that simple. For one thing, at the moment, I am out of several of my meds and it won’t be possible for me to go pick them up until payday on Wednesday morning. But even when I am not out, I am just terrible about forgetting to take my pills. Ron and I both have little plastic trays with little boxes for morning, afternoon, evening and bedtime x 7 days/week. And having the pills all laid out like that definitely helps, but even so sometimes I just don’t think about it.

Work today was blessedly abbreviated since Ron had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon and I left for the day at 1pm instead of my usual 3:30. The cardiac surgeon says Ron’s recovery is going well, though he was pretty critical with Ron for having gained ten pounds. I fell so bad for my sweetie. He just really craves carbs, poor thing. We didn’t get back from the doctor’s office until around 4pm. Came home, cooked and made dinner and now we are sitting here in front of the tv, both of us looking like we are about to fall asleep any minute. (And the cruel irony of this is that when we go to bed in a couple of hours, chances are we will both be Fully Awake and not much in sleeping mode. Thankfully I do have some Trazadone left and that should put me out.)

Meanwhile I am looking forward to seeing Staci tomorrow, though being the day before payday we will be very limited in what we can do. Ah well. Hope this find your work week off to a good start. Happy Monday.