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Yep. Either I'm just going through the day to day and don't think it's worth writing about, or things happen and everything gets overwhelming and the mere idea of writing a post is too much.
Right now it's the latter, as I had an incident last Tuesday. I was upstairs shelving in our topic-specific room, because we could finally use the elevator again to get books up there and we didn't have people to spare for shelving. I managed to get every book on the shelf and was coming down the stairs, when my foot did not hit the last stair right and it happened. My knee went out and I fell to the floor.
To explain: I've had knee problems since I was 10. Of the sort where if I didn't step right or the planets just lined up wrong, one kneecap would go out and then snap right back in. But that sucker HURTS when it happens. And it happened a lot in my teens. Finally when I was 23, I went to my doctor at the time and got a referral to get my knees scanned and maybe figure out why this kept happening. Turned out that my kneecaps were each a little off where they should normally be, by about 1/4 inch. And it turned out that every time a knee would go out, it would cause cartilage to build up on the back of my kneecaps. This is how I was a 20something diagnosed with osteoarthritis. But as I progressed through my 20s, and finally learned things like exercises to strengthen my quads would help stabilize my knees, the last time this happened was in 2000 or maybe 2001. Until last week. But unlike all those previous times, I did not have school or people claiming I was faking (yeah because kids know how to make one joint swell up on command), I could do the radical thing and take time off to let my knee recuperate. I still felt bad about doing so because we're understaffed this summer and my boss was (and is) out on vacation, but I was not about to walk down the 9 steps to get to the garage to get myself to work and suffer for 8 hours from awful discomfort. I still have a mild limp and the act of bending my knee is one that my leg isn't too thrilled about, but otherwise I'm fine.
Sunday I went with Siduri* to a talk on beverages in colonial New England which was fun. Got a book out of it with many recipes we'll be trying out in the coming months. I also got a copy for a friend of mine out west who I will hopefully see next week and he should love it.
Oh yeah I'm traveling again next week. Time for the annual House of Netjer retreat, now in Portlandia, where we may be slaying an artisinal snake** this year. The Kemetic year has been falling apart hard around me, the hardest since right before I became a shemsu ten years ago. Considering that the last time things got dramatically better soon after the spiritual year started, I am praying I will have the same happening again.
And last night I went to my first ever trivia night with my friend Jen. We came in fourth our of 8 or 9 teams, so this may need to happen again before I have to go back to working nights.
Oy this next week is going to be busy... the house needs more cleaning, I have to pack, oh, and turn 43 on Sunday...
*I forgot how to tag people on DW, help
**A snake cake. Since we'll be where we will be, I am betting the cake will have an artisinal flair.
Right now it's the latter, as I had an incident last Tuesday. I was upstairs shelving in our topic-specific room, because we could finally use the elevator again to get books up there and we didn't have people to spare for shelving. I managed to get every book on the shelf and was coming down the stairs, when my foot did not hit the last stair right and it happened. My knee went out and I fell to the floor.
To explain: I've had knee problems since I was 10. Of the sort where if I didn't step right or the planets just lined up wrong, one kneecap would go out and then snap right back in. But that sucker HURTS when it happens. And it happened a lot in my teens. Finally when I was 23, I went to my doctor at the time and got a referral to get my knees scanned and maybe figure out why this kept happening. Turned out that my kneecaps were each a little off where they should normally be, by about 1/4 inch. And it turned out that every time a knee would go out, it would cause cartilage to build up on the back of my kneecaps. This is how I was a 20something diagnosed with osteoarthritis. But as I progressed through my 20s, and finally learned things like exercises to strengthen my quads would help stabilize my knees, the last time this happened was in 2000 or maybe 2001. Until last week. But unlike all those previous times, I did not have school or people claiming I was faking (yeah because kids know how to make one joint swell up on command), I could do the radical thing and take time off to let my knee recuperate. I still felt bad about doing so because we're understaffed this summer and my boss was (and is) out on vacation, but I was not about to walk down the 9 steps to get to the garage to get myself to work and suffer for 8 hours from awful discomfort. I still have a mild limp and the act of bending my knee is one that my leg isn't too thrilled about, but otherwise I'm fine.
Sunday I went with Siduri* to a talk on beverages in colonial New England which was fun. Got a book out of it with many recipes we'll be trying out in the coming months. I also got a copy for a friend of mine out west who I will hopefully see next week and he should love it.
Oh yeah I'm traveling again next week. Time for the annual House of Netjer retreat, now in Portlandia, where we may be slaying an artisinal snake** this year. The Kemetic year has been falling apart hard around me, the hardest since right before I became a shemsu ten years ago. Considering that the last time things got dramatically better soon after the spiritual year started, I am praying I will have the same happening again.
And last night I went to my first ever trivia night with my friend Jen. We came in fourth our of 8 or 9 teams, so this may need to happen again before I have to go back to working nights.
Oy this next week is going to be busy... the house needs more cleaning, I have to pack, oh, and turn 43 on Sunday...
*I forgot how to tag people on DW, help
**A snake cake. Since we'll be where we will be, I am betting the cake will have an artisinal flair.