Funny Feeling

I don't remember feeling like this...happy and anxious...and, well...happy.
Maybe I felt like this before and it's just been a very long time ago and I forgot.
I haven't felt like this recently.
Not with Jim.
Not with Mark.
Maybe not since Rich...the second Rich, that is.

I wake up smiling.
What a wonderful feeling...to wake up smiling.

Morgan makes me feel special.
And isn't that what love really is all about - how the other person makes you feel about yourself.
No man's ever made me feel this good about myself - at least not for a long, long time.
I am enjoying and will enjoy.
I deserve it.
And so does Morgan.

One Lonely Little Bird

From 5 AM until 2 PM

Snow Storm

We're having another one up the east coast - and the Lehigh Valley will probably get anything from 8 to 12 inches.

Years ago when I was younger, snow storms made me anxious. I needed to get to work, no matter what and sometimes I stayed at work, no matter what. There were no laws against mandation; there were no problems about staying over in the facility. Everyone worked together to take care of the residents. It was an emergency. If school was closed and someone didn't have a babysitter, they brought their kids into the facility. The kids helped in activities and visited the residents.

I cooked breakfast one morning because the dietary staff couldn't get in - that was after a 24 hour shift in an ice storm - I was the only RN to get in for 16 of those 24 hours - well, actually, I didn't "get in" - I stayed.

It doesn't always happen that way these days.

Luckily I'm an old nurse with a back too bad to give direct care and I'm in "corporate" now. Whatever...
I was there for many shifts, many holidays, many weekends, many snow and ice storms.

I'll go out frequently today to clear off my car and shovel around it - so I don't have to do it all at once and so I can get into the office tomorrow. I'll do my part...but these days my part is a bit different...and slower.

I want this book.....

Following on the heels of my blog about obsessions, I learned about this book from Morgan ...a "forbidden history" type of book that relates the possibility that Troy was actually in Bronze Age Britain near Cambridge.

I've spent part of my Sunday afternoon trying to find it at a price that won't break my bank. Alas, I've yet to uncover it.

So I will haunt websites devoted to this theory...
One more thing to add to the list of "I want to knows......."

The Lure of Obsession

I've always been envious of people who can immerse themselves in a subject, often to the exclusion of everything else - family, friends, socializations.

I recently listened to a novel that exemplifies that idea: The Rule of Four by Ian Caldwell and Dustin Thomason.

The story is about two Princeton seniors who are enthralled by and entangled in a Renaissance book, Hypnerotomachia Poliphii, written in various languages with many hidden riddles, riddles that could unlock one of the 1500s mysteries.

I was entranced by the Hypnereotomachia (the Fight for Love in a Dream) but engrossed in the obsession of both students, one the son of a Renaissance scholar who'd made the book his life's work and one student who'd been working on the riddles for most of his academic life. The way they both came to their work was not as important as their dedication, their obsession.

It made me think, what would be MY obsession?
Finding the "Once and Future King" shield buried with King Arthur?
Unraveling the mystery of Poe's death?
Discovering if Mary Shelley was really writing a biography of a mad scientist who actually lived ?
Identifying an ancient mystery: Nessie, Bigfoot, ghosts, werewolves, aliens...

All very esoteric - but all of them are my interests.
Maybe obsession does not go with Adult Attention Deficit Disorder - someone who goes from subject to subject - someone who has scores of books on esoterica - someone who's just a tad off center.
Obsession requires unwavering focus...oh, look, a shiny rock...
See?
I doubt if I could be that focused for days, weeks, months, years.
But I do admire those who are.
I did thoroughly enjoy the book. And I was able to solve the riddles.
So there, Fr Colonna! I could have unlocked the Hypnerotomachia...if I wasn't distracted by another mystery.