Wednesday, Oct. 13, 2004
Woohooo! I didn't have to work late tonight!
Since I am now covering the afternoon show live, out of simple necessity, it means I have to bring home the morning stuff and produce it here. At least tonight I didn't kill myself getting it done in a hurry, and I didn't have nearly the volume to cover that I had last night. And if I had, I wouldn't have done it. I think Boss realized I was perilously close to walking out today and not coming back, because he sent me home at 5 sharp. Before he did, though, he let me know he'll also cover tomorrow night's political forum so I don't have to.
Hey, you can teach an old dog new tricks, once in a while.
My shoulders are killing me, but hopefully with a good night's sleep I'll be in a better mood tomorrow. Still looking for another job, but in a better mood than I was today. I let Boss know he wasn't getting much from me today at best, and that he was doing darned well to have me there at all.
I don't have any bon mots from the day, and I'm too tired and too glad to be home to really whine much, so instead you get another poem. I don't recall if I posted this one before or not. If I did, poke me in the ribs and I'll put something else up tomorrow.
The hallowed halls are fallen,
The holy places gray;
The sword and plowshares silenced,
No prayers to greet the day.
But souls still whisper promise
That life will come again;
Time's the only mystery -
The question only, when.
© 2004 by LeiLani
One note: I am thoroughly enjoying having my granddaughter here. She is such a joy. The second I walk in the door she's there with a huge smile, a shriek of pure bliss, and comes tumbling toward me, pell-mell, demanding I pick her up and give her a hug. It doesn't get any better than that! Hopefully tomorrow night I'll be steady enough again to get a picture or two!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )