Nothing new to report

Starting to make plans sort of, for when I am not as active.
I encountered a customer at work today (the nursery) who apparently couldn't do anything without me... I've kind of acquired a 'fan club' of people that only like to deal with me when the come to the store. Some of them are nice enough, but others I try to avoid like the plague. Some don't come in as often as they used to, it happens.
Anyway... this one lady said something to the effect that 'oh no one else can help me like you do!' I mentioned that someone else is going to have to fill in because I won't be there next month for about six weeks. She said, 'well I hope it's something fun!' I gave her a pursed lip look and said, 'no, not really. Not fun at all.' She kept looking at me waiting for more explanation which I wasn't going to detail. I have told a few people there other than coworkers and management, but not really sharing with everyone.
When I wasn't coming forth with any other explanation she gave me a sad look and said something sympathetic. Then I moved on to what she came to the nursery to do.
It feels like the more I talk about it, the less likely it's going to happen like all the other major events in my life that have fallen through. Well, not major events, but planned events. Like going to Disneyland, taking a real vacation with my son, stuff like that. There's a certain edgey feeling that I get when I've mentioned a particular event too many times that tells me it isn't going to happen. This is getting that feeling, but then it's something that I don't want to happen so therefore, it will.
Like Talib and Olivia, this 'unwanted roommate' has altered my future in many ways. Now, I have to think ahead to what I wanted to do, or what someone else wants to do in three or four weeks and wonder if I'll be able to participate.
I wanted to go see the special edition of Avatar that's coming out this week. Well, it doesn't look like any of the FIVE IMAX theaters in San Diego are going to have it!  (I am inwardly ranting and railing about this seemingly minor event because it's emotionally important to me).
There is an Octoberfest coming up that one of the people that are coordinating it invited me to sell my jewelry there. Well, that happens to fall the second week of October which I don't know if I'll be able to do it. As well as going to Disneyland on my birthday October 9.  I may have to postpone that if I still have drains that need to be dealt with at that time.

Oh, another person I encountered today ...
Middle age lady with short short hair like mine wearing a button down shirt approached the counter. I noticed (as I have been lately) she was kind of flat on one side of her shirt and not so big on the other.  Hmmmm.... short hair like it's growing in, kind of flat... wonder if she had breast surgery? I didn't ask, that would be rude, but it sure fit. I'm finding myself looking at women differently now.
I have a beading acquaintance that just found out she has cervical cancer. She's much younger than me and we're both going through similar issues.
Me, I don't need my parts anymore... but she's still 'birthing' age... she also has a history of cancers like that in her family.
My thoughts are taking turns off in other directions lately. I've also been a bit more scatterbrained, but that could be the heat. It was in the mid 80's today I think (considering the temp around 8 pm was in the low 70's...).

Oh, on the good end, I have polished my short story to acceptable levels and might shop it around to some magazines as well as trying to get it printed to sell at the convention next year. (Sorry if I already mentioned this, as I said...scatterbrained from the heat).
But if any reading this want a copy of it emailed, let me know and I'll shoot it to you. It's not very long being the first chapter of my story, a little over 4,000 words about mid-range for a short story. It ends with a bit of a hanging lead in which could be frustrating since I don't have the rest of the story ready yet. But that's also a good thing which can generate some interest in the rest of my book.
Here's hoping.
I was trying to upload it to googledocs and let limited people see it there, but that was being ornery and I just decided not to do it that route.
I might change the settings over at Lulu publishing so that people can view it over there complete with cover art.... I'll let people know.
Okay, fingers are getting tired and I still have some knitting to do.


Reality continues to ruin my life.
Sam Watterson