Time will do the talking, years will do the walking

points of interest today:

1) I went to call in a refill on one of my meds, and to my horror, discovered that I had no refills left. Did I mention that I took my last dose last night? If you're doing the math, doctors don't emerge into existence until Monday. That means 2 days without it...not sure what that will do. We'll see. I'm trying not to worry about it. If anything, I will feel a little stoned. Party.

2) Cleaning today. On a mission. I'm going to be clean, dadgummit. I don't care what it takes. I think I just need a better system. And I think I need to care - there's that.

3) Does everyone have a change jar, and does everyone constantly find pennies all over their room as if they are taking over your domain like small, alien beings planted by some evil lord?

4) I have solved my med-induced problem of not being able to get out of bed in the mornings. I put both of my alarms across the room, so that I have to get out of bed to kill them. And it's working. I still feel like a drunk zombie when I wake up, but at least I'm moving. I'll take victory in small feats where I can get it.

5) I have not put the worship service together for tomorrow night yet. Hopefully in the morning I will come up with some inspired, knee-busting experience. (Note sarcasm)

(this was written while listening to Patty Griffin's "Living With Ghosts," which always melts my face off.)