Jan 09, 2012 01:39
My company closes between Christmas and New Year, and our department took the Monday after off as well, so I had a chunk of downtime.
I didn't make any plans going in. Good thing; before I knew it, the schedule had filled with visits and outings. What time I did have at home ended up primarily spent unconscious. No, I hadn't fallen ill; my body just decided it wanted sleep, and lots of it. One 24 hour period comes to mind where I was only up for 9.5 hours. *zzzzzzzz*
Went to museums; saw a Monet exhibit (not really my taste), and a selection of items from the history of the local weaver's guild. I liked that one better, especially a dollhouse-sized reproduction of an 1840's prairie home, where all the linens were woven of sewing thread (she won the household linens category against full-sized entries) and she whittled all the furniture in the house as well.
Good food, friends, and weather - absolutely no complaints here.
Then I got 2 big pieces of bad news:
1. A friend from folk dance was on a cruise in the Caribbean with her husband when she fell ill. Turns out it was bacterial meningitis, which led to several strokes, which led to brain death. In less than a week, she went from vibrantly healthy to dead.
2. My work mentor, who retired a few months ago, died. I couldn't make myself go to her funeral; it hurt too much.
hallelujah i'm a bum,
death,
food folks and fun