The last day of August.
I'm working from home today & on lunch, so I thought I'd jot a quick something. My mind has been preoccupied with the fact that it's the last day of August. September starts tomorrow. Summer is slowly coming to an end.
I was explaining to Eric earlier how calendars work in my head. I think it might just be a really old thing from school, but in my mind, the months are listed in a funny way. If I were to write it out from left to right, it would be September-August. Once August ends, it loops all the way back to September like it's looping back to the start. It kind of makes sense, since summer ends in September & fall rolls in, but I think it's just an old mindset from school because school always started right at the end of August & was in full swing by the time September came around. When August ended in the past, it meant another school year. I've been out of school for 17 years & I still think like this.
I'm honestly not sure where the summer went this year either. Last year's summer was amazing, with the Stranger Things & the new job & just feeling decent. This year, not so much. Instead of enjoying a new season of a favorite show, I got to enjoy this mystery GI thing that is STILL plaguing me without answers. I feel like I didn't do much this summer, & somehow it's already ending.
I'm trying to think of the big things I DID manage to do. I tried to go to Epping for the big NHRA race, but all but one day of it got rained out. Jet Cars Under the Stars? Same thing. I didn't go to Maine. I went to Sisters of Mercy back in May & Subtronics in June, but that's it for shows. I started playing Pokemon Go with other people a couple of weeks ago, which is fun. Overall though... I didn't get to do as much as I wanted. It's been frustrating.
I did go on the M/S Mount Washington a week & a half ago or so, on Sunday the 20th. A friend of my dad's wanted to surprise him with brunch on the boat, so she got tickets for everyone & surprised him with it when we all showed up. I think she made it sound like they might be doing the train up there or something, so my dad didn't get suspicious about hanging around Weirs Beach. He was genuinely surprised when Kyle, Emily & I showed up. Brunch was a buffet style, so that got a little dodgy for me because extreme germophobia/very likely OCD, but Kyle helped me out with it. Even Dad helped me out when I went up for more food, instead of criticizing me like he usually does, so that was nice to have him try to be a little more understanding of my situation. I kept it light & simple since I still feel lousy (I miss that brief period from mid-June to early July where I was feeling decent) & just stuck with scrambled eggs & stuff, but it was good. I did venture to the bar & ended up having a few drinks. Since things got bad again with my tummy, I ended up feeling not too bad by the time I stood on the deck of the boat with a cocktail in hand. Either way, the fresh air & sunshine were certainly much-needed & good for me.
The other big thing I did recently was the Lucas Oil event on Saturday, the 26th. It was my first time going to New England Dragway & not having it rained out. My stomach was less than cooperative, & I did have a moment where I got overwhelmed by it all yet again, but otherwise I did okay-ish. I got to see a few jet cars, & that was neat. I still miss Chris Darnell & the Shockwave truck though. It still blows my mind what happened last summer. (And it doesn't help the family lost their fire jet truck earlier this year when it caught fire while testing it)
On a less fun note, I don't have another appointment for my issue until early October, since that's just how specialists work. I'm not sure where things will go from there, as the procedures I had done in June didn't give any answers. I've just been stuck for this unpleasant ride with no idea what I can do to improve it, nevermind get rid of it.
Anyway, lunch is over, so I have to get back to work. I'll update soon.