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A Good Day
Feb. 5th, 2015 05:54 pmI am very tired today, but that’s to be expected. The good news is that I’m not wiped out like I was after PT on Monday. So. Recovery continues. I rested for a bit today, and I feel okay now, instead of wanting to crawl back in bed and stay there like last time. Progress.
Got to be part of something wonderful last night both in person and remote. There was an event at the Burbank Library for the author of These Are the Voyages and it was absolutely fucking delightful. The author, and David Gerrold, Charlie Brill, and Lee Meriweather were there as part of it, and hearing Charlie tell some of his stories about his years in the industry just crack me up. He's a new friend that I met through Dave, the Man Who Knows Everyone.
Anyway, Charlie and his wife, the amazing Mitzi McCall, had a comedy act for a long time. I can see why. The two of them riffing off of each other was a joy and a delight. They are funny as shit, both of them. And Mitzi is just a gem. I want to grow up to have my marriage last that long and strong.
And then there was a thing I can't talk about yet, but is still filling me with a glow.
So. A really lovely evening and after a super long day.
Dr. Zisook, my psychiatrist, is happy with my progress and so am I. PT kicked my ass yesterday, like I said, but not as much as Monday and it was harder stuff. I need to start paying attention to my calorie intake. I haven’t gained any weight, but I haven’t lost any and I need to be more conscious on that front. That being said, I’m not going to freak out if I don’t log every day. I only have so many spoons.
It’s funny, E. Bear posted out how she’s starting a heavy lifting program and this right after me thinking that I really want to get back into lifting. If I can’t be thin and willowy, I might as well look like that gorgeous blond power lifter from the Sochi Olympics. My own Project Wonder Woman/Black Widow.
There would have been more photos today, but I've been fighting with Adobe all day. The update to Photoshop kept failing for hours. It seems to have fixed now though. Cross your fingers.
Got to be part of something wonderful last night both in person and remote. There was an event at the Burbank Library for the author of These Are the Voyages and it was absolutely fucking delightful. The author, and David Gerrold, Charlie Brill, and Lee Meriweather were there as part of it, and hearing Charlie tell some of his stories about his years in the industry just crack me up. He's a new friend that I met through Dave, the Man Who Knows Everyone.
Anyway, Charlie and his wife, the amazing Mitzi McCall, had a comedy act for a long time. I can see why. The two of them riffing off of each other was a joy and a delight. They are funny as shit, both of them. And Mitzi is just a gem. I want to grow up to have my marriage last that long and strong.
And then there was a thing I can't talk about yet, but is still filling me with a glow.
So. A really lovely evening and after a super long day.
Dr. Zisook, my psychiatrist, is happy with my progress and so am I. PT kicked my ass yesterday, like I said, but not as much as Monday and it was harder stuff. I need to start paying attention to my calorie intake. I haven’t gained any weight, but I haven’t lost any and I need to be more conscious on that front. That being said, I’m not going to freak out if I don’t log every day. I only have so many spoons.
It’s funny, E. Bear posted out how she’s starting a heavy lifting program and this right after me thinking that I really want to get back into lifting. If I can’t be thin and willowy, I might as well look like that gorgeous blond power lifter from the Sochi Olympics. My own Project Wonder Woman/Black Widow.
There would have been more photos today, but I've been fighting with Adobe all day. The update to Photoshop kept failing for hours. It seems to have fixed now though. Cross your fingers.
