Average Jane Stops By

Hey, remember me? I don’t blame you if you don’t.

This has been a busy couple of weeks and not always in a good way.

Last week I went to the funeral of a 33-year-old woman (the sister of someone I know), who had been gunned down at a shopping mall by a random crazy person. Talk about a stark reminder to live every day to the fullest. I’m still trying to put my thoughts in order about the whole thing.

I have a new set of color-coordinated pink photos of my esophagus, thanks to an upper esophageal endoscopy I underwent on Wednesday. I’m on yet another acid reflux medication now and I went ahead and detoxed from caffeine as long as I was sleeping off the Demerol all day anyway. I haven’t had coffee or tea since Tuesday and so far I’m doing okay with it as long as there’s Tylenol available.

Our basement flooded again on Sunday and I just finished washing all of the sopping wet laundry that was in the baskets on the floor. The main part of our house smells musty and damp and I suspect that I’m one flood away from having to remove all of the flooring from the "finished" side of the basement.

So that’s the bummer stuff. On the positive side: it’s Friday, my stomach is feeling better, it’s not supposed to rain again for a few days, I’m signed up for a 2-hour restorative yoga seminar tonight, and I should have plenty of time to work on songs this weekend. Oh, and it’s sunny outside. Things are definitely looking up.