God has a bizarre sense of humor. I've been sober going on 32 years and have in the past couple years (since getting serious about losing weight and having been diagnosed with type II diabetes) eaten wisely and kept approximately 20 pounds off. I've pretty much figured I was good for 100,000 miles or 85 years, whichever came first. Enter reality Plan B. First gout strikes and multiple joints start deteriorating no matter how carefully I watch my diet. Now that seems to be complicated by the beginnings of peripheral neuropathy in my feet, a consequence of the diabetes even though my blood sugar remains consistently low. Damn!
Anyhow, these interesting situations as I'm calling them are forcing me to do a complete re-evaluation of life going forward. The original plan was to hold off on social security until 70, but if the body is waging guerrilla warfare, I'm cutting my losses and taking it in 2013. Those plans to hike the Himalayas may have to be replaced by something more sedate. On the bright side, my mind isn't participating in the downward spiral, at least not yet, and I'm having a great time churning out book reviews and my own fiction. When put in perspective, things are much better than they might be. I didn't look up when I woke this morning to see frozen pigeon poop on a rusty bridge beam and I'm extremely grateful for that.
Now as to when in doubt. I got a statement from the folks handling my first ebook. It said all of one copy had been sold. Well, I was ready to shoot myself, but compromised by vacuuming the house (more civilized and much less gory). I did, however go into a 24 hour funk, wondering where all those friends and colleagues who said they were buying a copy had gone. Last night, the folks running the enterprise sent out an email clarification that the quarter ended in October, not December. Whoo, big sigh of relief as the book only went on sale in late October. Cancel suicide watch, hold off unfriending the world on social media sites, back to being grateful for a sense of humor that is stronger than adversity. Look up, still no freeze-dried pigeon crap overhead. Life looks good again.
Anyhow, these interesting situations as I'm calling them are forcing me to do a complete re-evaluation of life going forward. The original plan was to hold off on social security until 70, but if the body is waging guerrilla warfare, I'm cutting my losses and taking it in 2013. Those plans to hike the Himalayas may have to be replaced by something more sedate. On the bright side, my mind isn't participating in the downward spiral, at least not yet, and I'm having a great time churning out book reviews and my own fiction. When put in perspective, things are much better than they might be. I didn't look up when I woke this morning to see frozen pigeon poop on a rusty bridge beam and I'm extremely grateful for that.
Now as to when in doubt. I got a statement from the folks handling my first ebook. It said all of one copy had been sold. Well, I was ready to shoot myself, but compromised by vacuuming the house (more civilized and much less gory). I did, however go into a 24 hour funk, wondering where all those friends and colleagues who said they were buying a copy had gone. Last night, the folks running the enterprise sent out an email clarification that the quarter ended in October, not December. Whoo, big sigh of relief as the book only went on sale in late October. Cancel suicide watch, hold off unfriending the world on social media sites, back to being grateful for a sense of humor that is stronger than adversity. Look up, still no freeze-dried pigeon crap overhead. Life looks good again.
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