Thursday, June 22, 2006

Dear Charlie:

Wow. Another note to self: prednisone makes GutterBall a crazy, manic workaholic.

Yeah. Last night, I mowed half of my lawn for no good reason in nasty, thick humidity. Tonight, I cleaned my bathroom and washed all...repeat, ALL...of the dishes on my counter. 'S the first time I've seen that friggin' countertop for a month, at least! Some of those dishes had been sitting there long enough that I forgot what was originally in them, though I'm usually pretty good about rinsing stuff out before stacking it on the counter. Usually.


And then I dried them and put them away. And then I cleaned the stove. And the other counter. And threw some clothes in the laundry. And thought about mopping the floor, since it was now all wet and slightly sudsy near the sink.

And then I realized that I'm tired and sweaty and an idiot who's tweaked on steroids! Gah!

I think I'm gonna sit down and write for a while. No, prednisone doesn't "help" with inspiration or discipline in writing -- in fact, it makes me restless and severely disturbs my concentration and focus -- but dammit, I gotta get off my feet for a while. I was on them all day at work, and for another three hours at home. They're tired, too!

They simply don't make shoes comfortable enough to wear that long without a sit-down break.


At 2:33 AM, Blogger Zojojojo said...

I can post from my phone! Yay! GB,here's what we use in the restaurant industry to save our feet: crocs. Its a shoe that looks like a plastic clog but is super comfortable and is my other industry's cheat against standing for very long periods. Poor hyped up devgel of mine! No worries...a story will be headed your way soon, for July is a special month...

At 8:25 AM, Blogger Joely Sue Burkhart said...

Poor crazy workaholic Sis!!! Did you make it back to the doctor yet?


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