Pretty confusing...
Good morning. Short post cuz we woke up late again. It’s about quarter to 6. Yeeks. I’m not sure why we’re waking up so late … my guess is because we stayed late, but that means only til about 8:15. I know we had turned on the game and didn’t make it to the teams being on the floor. Don’t know how V did it. Maybe he had a nap? He is sneaky like that.I wanted before we got too far to thank you guys for coming back to read our stuff AND some of you even read the long paper and were very nice in comments. I can’t tell you how happy I am to check my email and find that somebody has written. I think of how busy you all are and its exceptionally good fortune on my part that you read through my work, even though sometimes we get ummmm a little lengthy? I’m trying to keep things in perspective, but I know if it weren’t for this blog, I would never make it through a week. This is the place where I can be myself and nobody even seems to mind.
Yesterday, I displeased my boss and friend about a half an hour from each other. My boss had said something to me when I returned from lunch about bringing up the CARF work and she would do it herself, because she didn’t want to do something in the 11th hour. Then I got back to my office and realized that our friend had forgotten his cell phone on his desk. So, I called his primary phone at his other work and left him a message so he would know where it was at, but then he got grouchy too, because he didn’t want the other place to know where he had been. We got kinda down.
But, we determined we were going to do the right thing. So, after thinking about it for a few minutes, we went back to work. We finished up what we were doing and got Sr.’s permission to do something for CARF next. We only had an hour left, because the friend called Sr. and asked us through her to bring the phone home where we would meet him.
So, it turned out neither stayed mad at us for too long and this made us a little happier. Everything I do wrong seems to be in not keeping up with things or making wrong decisions. I keep thinking I’m older now … I should be able to think more clearly. I’m not sure what’s going wrong. I’d like to blame it on younger parts, but that doesn’t seem so fair.
This last week or two since getting the camera I’ve been stunned with what’s been happening. I worry that people are thinking of us as pretty vain for including so many pictures and thoughts about ourselves. But, for us … it’s like we are getting images of ourselves that we’ve never seen before. We’ve spent most of our life hiding from the camera. Now, we’ll look up and see images that surprise us … the pictures seem similar, but different.
For example …
These two pictures although seeming very similar are actually two different parts. I’m hesitant to share names because then I will drive you all crazy in your trying to figure out who each of us are. And, to a great extent, we would have to figure it out too. We’ve known there were 20 parts for the last 14-15 years, but we had psychiatrists who didn’t emphasize identification of each as they represented themselves. When we look at the pictures we think shoot can’t do it without naming parts. The first one is Kelsie and the second one is Corey. Kelsie is much more adamant about the work she is doing and Corey (me) gets overwhelmed with the thinking portions of what’s going on. I do a lot of the writing more in the old journal and this blog, where Kelsie does more of the scholarly stuff. One way to think of her is that she’s a little manicky. It be easy to say she’s more obsessive than me, but that wouldn’t be really fair. She’s definitely smarter than me though. Although, I think I’m more tolerant of people in general, she’s more tolerant of the heavy workloads.
Ok, I could go on and on, but pretty sure I’ve confused you all by now. I thinking I better get this posted. This time that shower is sounding pretty good.
(Coffee drinker is me and the one at work is Ann)
AHA! And, this is the us that made it to work! OK OK YOU! Get some STUFF done! *Giggle*
Umm Ayn *sigh*