The Blog's Bicentennial Post

It's The Rare Writer's 200th post!!!

Nothing more that needs to be said. Just bragging, really.

Cheers!

Chicken??

Am I becoming a big chicken?

Something I've been thinking about over the past week.

First after re-reading some encouraging comments two friends made on the post I wrote about dating a few weeks back, then just yesterday when it was a nice day and I was contemplating walking to a Subway next to work for lunch, but was so nervous about potential snow and ice (there was none) that I didn't even bother to step outside.

I wasn't always like this.

Not too long ago I was going on regular trips all over the city with no fear. Now, I freak out at the slightest thought of not getting a seat on the bus or Para Transpo arriving just ten minutes off from when I want them to.

I also used to be more sociable, going out with people, including those of the opposite sex, for coffee, lunch, etc.

Maybe working has made me a bit complacent, or I'm just in my head too often now that I psyche myself out of things before I get around to doing them. Need to figure out how to stop that.

Cheers

Updates

Lots of things going on lately, good and not-so-much.

I just recently had a pre-op appointment for surgery the middle of next month. It's just a quick day surgery to replace the tubes in my ears, but I am a little nervous because of a recent bout of pneumonia. They're going to try and get me in earlier in case I need additional recovery time, and I'm sure I'll be fine, but jitters just the same.

Also, in the not-so-great category, Winter has arrived in Ottawa...Yep, there's now a suitable amount of snow on the ground for boots and it's cold enough for parkas. And it doesn't look like that's going to end for the foreseeable future. Oh well. Maybe time to plan for another trip in May of next year.

And that trip could be a little easier to pull off because I'm getting my contract extended at work. Now, I'll be working until early/mid April! There's still some specifics to work out, but my manager got the go-ahead and informed me last week. If I can, and I should be, I'm planning to change my hours from 9:30-2:30 to 8:30-1:30. I've done it before on the odd Friday as a make-up day, leaving home at 7:15. I find it a lot better, with no traffic and usually no other pick-ups with Para Transpo.

I've also decided to change my schedule for home care, having someone come in the late afternoon rather than the morning or late evening. Partially to accommodate the pending new work schedule, and partly to give me a little more "me time" during the mornings and evenings.

So, interesting times ahead.

Cheers!

Accessible Remembrance

Today is Remembrance Day, specifically the 100th anniversary of the armistice that ended World War 1.

Ottawa is home to the National War Memorial and hosts a large ceremony every year. My parents and sister attend but I don't. Between the large crowds and standing for that length of time, I just can't do it.

But, paying my respects each year is still important so while my family attends the ceremony during the morning, I watch it on television. Later in the evening, when most people have already been and gone, I go downtown to the War Memorial and lay my poppy.

Still participating, just in a slightly different way.

Cheers

I Fought The Tub And The Tub Won

Not mine, but surprisingly similar.

Hi Blogverse. How was YOUR Tuesday morning this week?

Mine was just awesome. That is, if you consider falling face-first into a bath tub, causing a sizable gash over your eye, then needing stitches an a tetanus shot awesome.

Yep, that happened.

Got up for work Tuesday morning, immediately felt nauseous, ran for the bathroom. Trying to get down in case I got sick, I must have blacked out for a moment, so I grabbed the shower curtain and fell over, hitting my head. Most people might put their arms out in front of them to prevent injury in a case like this. Unfortunately, my brain just doesn't work that way.

Having been woken up by the various crashing, my family saw the blood dripping down my face and suggested I get checked out.

I went to Emergency in Winchester, where we used to live and was seen immediately. Winchester's a pretty small area, so one of the main nurses on staff was also one of my sister's best friends. Great care, but I'm glad the task of putting sensors on my bare chest for a heart monitor went to someone else.

Three stitches (my first in 33 year) and a tetanus shot just in case.

Crappy experience, but with the exception of a decent shiner, I'm doing better now.

Stitches come out Monday and I'll have a scar to show for it all.

Cheers