Days To Follow
The new film scanner arrived today, but my apartment manager (through no fault of her own) missed the delivery and they'll try again tomorrow. My guess is I will have to order new scanning software before I can really use it, but hi - ho, what else is new? By the time you've bought the necessary add on's and upgrades it always comes in at more than you thought if you were actually thinking at all when you bought it. A company called Silverfast makes the really good scanning software in scanner land and Silverfast makes you pay for the privilege. You change your scanner, you step up to their counter and plunk down your nickel. Still, it is nice stuff and nice stuff like whiskey and afternoon nookie takes the bitterness out of the hit on your wallet.
Who cares about this?
I don't even think I care, but it's what came out. I've been puttering around these last two weeks and not, I must admit, missing the journal. The mind is empty, but the energy is good and I'm ready to believe life is on an upswing. My week's vacation followed by a week of stomach flu was not a confidence building experience. The two weeks since have been better. I almost feel an urge to send out a resume. To whom, I know not, but the idea itself is encouraging. Life should be encouraging. It's written somewhere in sand on a beach: "Life should be encouraging." It doesn't last long in beach sand so you have to keep rewriting it when the tide goes out, repeating it, remembering it and keeping it alive.
Is this whiskey or what?
This is Monday, the first day of the week, tomorrow a visit to the prostate surgeon for a blood test, tomorrow (one hopes) the arrival of the film scanner, tomorrow (one hopes) a good precursor to a good Wednesday and more good days to follow.