Odds and ends

Don't you just love it when people write well thought out blogs? Well, this isn't one of them. Lots of things are nagging at me, and I just need to put them out there. Perhaps if I do so they will be gone.

My ankle suddenly started hurting on Monday. It's hard to describe what it feels like, perhaps like there's a catch in it. It's only when I step on it, and my foot almost gives out. I pretty much sit at a desk all day, so it was no big deal, and in fact stopped after a bit. But when I went out to run yesterday afternoon, there it was again. I tried stretching it, then ran anyway. I ran through the pain: it eventually stopped. But it was an unpleasant run nonetheless. Around 80, windy, and my body wouldn't warm up. I was scheduled for a short run - 2 X 10-2 - and I didn't feel warmed up until after 20 minutes. Sheesh! It sucks having an old body.

I used the vibrating heating pad on the ankle last night, and this morning it feels a little better. But I'm scheduled for a training run tonight. We'll see what happens.

I've finally gotten the paper work done on all of my mother's accounts. Now they will be in the estate name. Just the first step of many, but this was monumental as I had a devil of a time with my bank and Medallion guarantees. I had to go back several times before I found a bank officer who would help me.

I need to deal with my parents' house some time soon; my brothers and I put it off for the winter because lake effect makes travel uncertain. I dread going back but I need to do so some time soon.

My annual dance camp is next week. It's held in the Texas Hill Country, at a Young Judaea camp. This is the sixth one I've done, and for some reason I've put off a lot of the work to the very end. In the past it's either been late March or early April, but this year we chose late April, after tax season and after Passover. And so I procrastinated. It will all get done, but it's been laborious this year. Maybe it's me, maybe it's the timing. I know it will all come together, and I know everyone will have a great time, but I wish I felt better about it.

And then there's my youngest. She's fine, just a little shaken by the car accident. What worries me about her right now is that she's been sitting in front of the TV when she gets home from school, and I haven't seen her studying. I keep asking about it and she tells me not to worry, she's studying at school. I've heard this story before, and I don't buy it. Fortunately we have an appointment with the therapist tomorrow evening.

You know what I really want to do? Throw away 75% of my belongings, sell my house, and move into a condo or apartment. Without any of my kids. Yup, I'm worn out.

There, I've put my nagging thoughts out there. Be gone!