On my (distracted) mind

The girl who suggested that I go apply at the place I’m working now is having surgery (complicated female surgery) today. Prayers for her.

Sure, it’s tragic, but when you build your house at the edge of a sagebrush field, why would you have your roof made from wood shingles and not have protective landscaping? Those houses bured to the ground, completely leveled, in a matter of minutes.

Am trying to conserve my last few Provigil tablets. Had Monday and Tuesday off work so I didn’t take any at all. The first day was OK till the afternoon, when I required a lengthy nap.  Same yesterday. Took half a tab this morning. Don’t want to crash at work.

I am really interested in learning more about Jill Biden; by all accounts the most interesting person in this campaign.

Mama Mia? The Sing-along Edition?  Brilliant!

My friend Alix asked me about what recovery topics might make good topics for a moderated online chat forum.  And I couldn’t think of anything. Nothing. Except I always think a newcomer’s meeting is a good idea; a place where people without much experience can feel safe asking anything, but apart from that. . .

Got to spend a little time with my dad last week. He suggested that I start looking for property as a way to increase my capital. Not sure how to do that exactly, one of those missing skills things, but I have some idea about where to start askiing.

I haven’t turned my phone on in 2 days. Guess I should do that today, but I don’t want to.