|Movin' On Up
||[Jan. 20th, 2009|04:59 pm]
Kelly J. Cooper
I survived Arisia. And I survived running Pros(e) in the Gallery at Arisia - it was a sort of mini dealer's room in the 3rd floor alcove. It was originally meant to be an Artist's Alley, but ended up being a couple artists, a couple authors, a couple crafters, and a small press.
The party that rmd and I traditionally hold on Saturday night went well. I actually stayed in the room for the whole thing & didn't wander off to any other parties, so I didn't get to behold that which is Ziggurat-alicious. Lots of people asked "what's this party for?" - perhaps Regis & I should incorporate or something; design t-shirts and slogans like "BEWARE OF SUCKWEASELS AND PIGFUCKERS!" and the like.
I made it to infinitehotel's reading & it was very intriguing. I definitely want to read more of this story. That was the only programming I successfully attended though. There were so many panels it was just too hard to make a choice. I spent most of my time hanging out with the Pros(e). I made it to the art show and actually bought a lil' piece of art! And also a couple of prints. I also managed to visit all the vendors on the 3rd floor and found a few fun bits and bobs.
I missed the invocation of the Flying Spaghetti Monster at 11:11am on Sunday, the traditional day of worship. I tried really hard, but was utterly drained and didn't make it out of the hotel room until 12:15pm, despite the noon checkout (sorry, Regis!).
I even managed to make it back on Monday to shepherd the final bit of Pros(e) activity. While I was there, I finished writing up my notes from the weekend and had nice discussions with deguspice and Paul S. I also fielded a call from my Flyer Distribution Guy and made plans to get him another big run of my editing flyers on Friday. Then I went back home to complete an editing job. I woulda crawled into bed before midnight, but the BF finished the paper he was working on right then & wanted an edit. So I zipped through that and crashed, hard.
Got up early today (well, early for me, ~10am). Showered. Watched the crucial (to me) part of the inauguration: the oath and President Obama's speech. Enjoyed it. Also recorded it, if anyone wants to see the whole thing unedited (along with the poem and the benediction; unfortunately, I didn't catch the beginning of Aretha's performance). I cried like a baby during the benediction - I didn't realize how tightly I'd be holding a fear of nuclear war in my heart so long as W. was in office. (I was born in 1970 and grew up through the Reagan era absolutely terrified that we would die in a nuclear holocaust or starve to death during a nuclear winter. Serious.)
I'm feeling very hopeful about Obama, but I'm not blind or deluded. I don't agree with all of the man's politics and there's only so much anyone can do in the political machine of our country. But I AM looking forward to the work ahead.
Next, I headed off to my Doctor (bless the BF for clearing my car of snow) to talk about the results of the sleep study. The preliminary results indicate that I have mild apnea, but as my O2 saturation never dropped below 92%, I don't qualify for a CPAP. My sleep is otherwise normal. The complete analysis should be in next week. In the meantime, Doc told me to make an appointment with her new favorite sleep specialist. She also recommended Aleve for my hip (which aches and has been hurting for a couple months; she thinks it's a groin pull) and is worried about my blood pressure (which is up; I think it's due to the increase in my thyroid meds). She asked for another appointment in a month for a BP check and asked me to track my BP periodically between now and then. Made the appointment before leaving.
Stopped off at Circlet. No new orders, but I finished off a few loose ends. Managed to remember to bring ceciliatan her Christmas present. Reminded her to eat lunch and she fed me some surprisingly nice New Zealand breakfast tea. A bit... roasty-tasting.
Made it to my PO Box and picked up a check. Another check I was expecting wasn't there. Did NOT stop to shop at any of the neat little stores in the area EXCEPT the music store, where I picked up a pair of drumsticks to amuse myself. I've been promising myself sticks for months now and, with Christmas pretty much completed, it was TIME! Also, only $5.
Got home and made the appointment with the new sleep specialist. Then, per their request, called Mt. Auburn Hospital's sleep people and left a message asking for the data from my 2003 study to be faxed to the new specialist. AND remembered to call the referral folks at my PC Doc's practice and put in for a referral on the appointment.
Emailed people about Circlet things, emailed the folks who owe me money (the check I was expecting), made plans for later in the week, updated my calendar, looked into deadlines. I'm feeling surprisingly functional. I have things to do Wednesday, work at MYP on Thursday, a hand-off of flyers and a dinner date with friends for Friday, plans for the home show at the Bayside Expo center on Saturday, more MYP on Sunday... definitely not the effervescence of a couple weeks ago, but a bit energetic and quite clear-minded.
It's the clear-mindedness that I'm valuing the most right now. I can do more than one task in sequence. I can remember things from one part of the day and get next steps done later in the day. I can plan. I didn't realize how stressful my diminished cognition had been. Yay!