It's been a rough two+ weeks without the laptop. It's meant going in to use the work computer to get things done. That wouldn't have been so bad, if I hadn't still had that cold. Happily though, after 18 days of feeling like crap, I'm down to just some stuffy sinuses and an occasional cough -- which is pretty much status quo for me. Friday the tech came and set up the new hard drive, and I've spent some time over the weekend reinstalling all the software.
I'm still behind work-wise; in fact, I still haven't finished updating my syllabi for the new semester. I'm last-minute trying to write a letter of reference for a student who is graduating in the spring. And need to do some more grading for the internship students who have incompletes for fall...they need to be finished with their work by next week so they can start the second semester.
This last week I had another visit with the doc. I've been trying to eat better, and my bloodwork did show a drop in glucose, cholesterol, etc from last August. NOt where it needs to be, but on the way. I've only done Taco Bell and Papa John's once each this month, which is awesome for me. But I still have so far to go. He gave me a lecture about the exercise, which I haven't been working on at all. So, now I have to get my butt in gear there too...like I have nothing else to do with my time, grumble grumble.
I took the train upstate on Saturday and had a lovely dinner with "Wistful" and her soon-to-be husband. We had a great time catching up on things.
Yesterday was a cold rainy day, but I was going stir crazy and went to the movies. I did a triple tear-jerker: Invictus, Lovely Bones, and Blind Side. I popped into the Dallas BBQ next door afterward to get something to take home, and as I was sitting and waiting, a Journey song -- Don't Stop Believing -- came on their music system.
The two young customers and the employee sitting on the bench next to me recognized the song from commercials and were commenting about liking it. I said that I had seen the group in concert in 1980 -- which pretty much blew them all away. Hell, it was probably before the two younger ones were even born. And as I was thinking about it, it hit me -- that was 30 freaking years ago.
I'm having a much harder time over this impending 50th birthday than I thought I would. And when things come up in discussions like that, it hits hard. There's a whole angst thing going on that's driving me crazy. Ah, well...this too shall pass, I suppose.