Douglas Blaine

Heading off to Texas for the Thanksgiving holiday. From the sounds of it, no relative has been denied an invite for the feast.

And, while part of me feels that no one should be spared a seat at the hullabaloo the other part feels there is wisdom in knowing when to say “We’re all filled up. Have a great time at your place.”

But then I don’t have much ground to stand on because I am an invitee not and inviter.

It will be great to get the time off from work and to get back and see that family. I think its been a year since I have been back. It has been hard to get away from work and the pace of monotony.

Surprising that I am so incapable of escaping something I don’t like when I have so much freedom to walk away.

Anyhow….

Thanksgiving will be a good break and and nice diversion.

In yet another tribute to the never ending ongoing procession of the days of my life before my very eyes, the news mentions that we only have 6 more weeks till Christmas.

On some level I am chagrined to find the time passing. I recall as a younger person and student that time seemed to linger and that was not always enjoyable. Thanksgiving was so far off. Then Christmas a mere week or two away still took forever to arrive.

Then in course the other traditional college holiday breaks clunked into place like the shorthand of a clock.

In contrast, I can no longer tell the difference between one week and the next. I do the same thing each day. Nothing marks a Tuesday as any different than a Wednseday or a Friday. Sure, Saturday and Sunday are different than the other five, not from each other or from the next set.

Its like when people that like to mark the days off of calendars discover that they have missed several days and mark them all off in a run. Except in real time.

Year possesive. Not a slur of ‘year is’.

Between the coughing and hacking this was about all I was able to come up with.

Inspirational, huh?

I think we are finally getting this pumpkin carving thing down.

I really should stop drinking though. The combination of alcohol at any levels and the arid Colorado climate just does not mix well for me. I wonder why I even try anymore.

Glad we are back to the Daylight Savings Time. Falling back is a nice touch to the weekend. And a big help getting me out of bed these days. I don’t know why I am so dependant on the sun for my schedule these days. Used to be that I could set an alarm and get out of bed. Now I need convincing.

I definately have work to do to stay ahead at the office, but I feel like going into town for a movie. Guess if I knew what was playing I might be better able to make that decision.

Off to get a second glass of water.