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I’m Still Here…

Sorry I missed posting yesterday, but I needed a break from everything.

Cindy just lost her uncle a couple of days ago and I finally got to talk to her last night for the first time since it happened.  She’s holding up OK, but still it was good for her to talk and I know it helped me to talk about all my stuff, too.  Cindy’s niece, Kyleigh, also just moved back to Las Vegas for an unknown term yesterday as well.  I won’t go into the details of why that happened, but it’s not necessarily a happy occasion and it’s not due to anything Kyleigh did – it’s in support of her family.

I also just needed some rest and some sleep.  Between the nap I took when I got home and the time on the phone, there wasn’t a whole lot of time left for blogging.

I’ve  posted this song before, but this Jimmy Buffett tune still fits better than anything else.

Song: Trying to Reason with the Hurricane Season
Album: A1A

Squalls out on the Gulfstream,
Big storms coming soon.
I passed out in my hammock,
God, I slept way past noon.
Stood up and tried to focus,
I hoped I wouldn’t have to look far.
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary,
So I stumbled next door to the bar.

And now I must confess,
I could use some rest.
I can’t run at this pace very long.
Yes, it’s quite insane,
I think it hurts my brain.
But it cleans me out and then I can go on.

There’s something about this Sunday
It’s a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue
That’s known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired.
And I knew that it wouldn’t last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
And then I made up this song.


Well, the wind is blowin’ harder now
Fifty knots or there about,
There’s white caps on the ocean.
And I’m watching for water spouts
It’s time to close the shutters
It’s time to go inside.
In a week I’ll be in gay Paris;
That’s a mighty long airplane ride.

Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on.

I’ve been working on this post for a while and I just got more news.  Mandatory overtime has been canceled for tonight, but is likely to happen tomorrow (two hours) and Saturday (four hours).  It’s safe to say that the natives are getting restless, so to speak.  No requests, only demands.  No way to make plans – there’s always the possibility that you might have to work it and the possibility of being told hours before the overtime in question is to be worked that it’s been canceled.

Oh well, I guess it’s kinda like No Plane on Sunday:

Song: No Plane on Sundays
Album: Floridays

You can throw your luggage down
Lose your cool and stamp around
But there’s nothin, nothin you can do
Wipe away your girlfriend’s tears
Go to the bar and have some beers
There ain’t no way the bird’s gettin through

No plane on Sunday
Maybe be one come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it’s all you can do
till they get through

Overheard the engineer
Say somethin’ ’bout the landing gear
Now we’re runnin’ strictly on island time
I know you got someone back home
So do I it’s tough alone
Awh come on, it’s just a minor crime

No plane on Sunday
Check it again come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it’s ’bout all you can do
Baby it’s true

We shouldn’t spend these precious hours tryin’ to figure this out
We don’t know where the story ends
Let’s don’t go back to just being friends


So they went walkin’ on the beach
Quarter moon within their reach
So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts

That’s when they heard the engines hum
And realized the dawn had come
It was over, over from the start

No plane on Sunday
Just another lonely Monday
Awh make the best of a bad situation’s
‘Bout all you can do
Baby it’s true

Oh-oh-oh-oh baby it’s true
Oh-oh-oh-oh baby what’s new
Oh-oh-oh-oh baby what’s new

Yep, make the best of a bad situation, ’bout all you can do :wink:


8 comments to I’m Still Here…

  • kc

    Unemployment over 10% and rising. Empty parking lots all over NEFL. Brother got a job. Sis-in-law got to Cali safely with a fully-loaded truck in pretty crappy conditions. And hubby got a promotion and a small raise. Count yer blessing, Vegas!

    • Please don’t think I’m not grateful – I’m truly glad I have a job :D But there’s times it’s rather tiring and whatnot and I don’t want everyone here thinking I’ve forgotten or don’t care about them :wink:

      Congrats to you and your family there, too :)

      • kc

        Work that is not tiring is not work. It is against man’s nature to sit and ponder and ‘veg.’ Work keeps us vital and useful and satisfied. Yes, even dealing with the fustercluck that means a paycheck for so many people – IF it can be seen in the light of ‘being useful’ – can be satisfying. Tiring doesn’t HAVE to mean ‘life-sucking.’

        Do I sound like Little Mary Sunshine, who knows not of what she speaks because, y’know she doesn’t have a REAL job? I have had paying work outside the home in my life…and I try to carry this attitude with me at ALL times. With EVERYONE. Whether they ‘deserve it’ or not. I believe it’s what My Creator would have me do, so it’s what I work on.

        No matter what. *sigh* *cough!cough!* *sigh*

  • Kath

    KC, you’re working — unless you’re sitting on the couch eating bon-bons and watching soap operas!!

    If you’re Mary Sunshine, I’m Suzy Sunshine. Oh, we could be TWINS!!

    I absolutely LOVE my job, and am ever so thankful for it AND the money. But, yeah, the bad part is I actually have to work to get it!!

    But Jeff and I are in the same boat with not being able to always plan things for when you want to — hey, that’s life, right? But that part DOES get aggravating at times.

    So, like everything else, bad with the good — or vice versa!!

    • kc

      Kath, there’s work on the house that needs to be done – I want new kitchen flooring, the fence has gone the way of 25yo fences, I’d like to get rid of the ‘vinyl’ siding and put shingles on those parts of the house…and the inside needs paint again.

      As I said – *sigh* – small payraise for the ol man, more diligence on my part at food-shopping (AFTER Christmas) – time just takes time, and 22 years as a Navy Wife didn’t necessarily teach me inner patience! 8D

  • Hang in there, Jeff. We all hit a rough patch every once in a while. My favorite saying is “This too shall pass.” Which, of course works for ME… and mebbe not everyone.

    kc and Kath: I’m gainfully UN-employed and am loving every single second of it. But I hear what all y’all are saying and was a firm subscriber to your POVs, once upon a time. ;)

    • kc

      I’m gainfully unemployed, too, I guess – one 2yo today is ‘easier’ than 3 of ’em yesterday, but that just means I have other chores to do – and I made enchilada casserole and banana pudding, too!

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