Much Delayed Entry
I seem to have writer’s wall recently. A block? That’s easy enough to step over or around. But a wall, now that takes some effort to get over. Here I am, balancing on top of this wall. Let’s see on which side I fall off.
Baseball season has been warming up, literally and figuratively. I been to about 10 games and the weight and layers of clothes I have to wear to keep warm have both been decreasing. The Nat’s are starting to play more consistently, fewer errors and more base hits. The team is currently four games over .500, and that’s not bad. You can’t win a championship in April/May, but you can lose one, so the Nats aren’t losing one right now. It also helps that the Nats still have to play the "worst team in baseball" twelve more times.
I suppose the real reason for my writer’s wall is my job. More specifically, my pending lack of a job. I’ve gotten my 60 day notice that my current job is being terminated, and I’ve submitted applications for several of the "new’ jobs in my same job function, but until I get an interview or a job offer I can only dread the approaching termination date. It is truly depressing to be faced with the loss of a job and it’s really got me down.
Less depressing. There is a Dem. Central Committee Spring Ball on Saturday and my old boss, the former congressman, is receiving the equivalent of a lifetime achievement award. A whole bunch of the old staff are getting together with a table to cheer him on, and to have a bit of a reunion. It should be really cool to see some of these folks again after so long. We were a really close staff and even though I haven’t seen many of them, I’ve tried to keep up on what’s been going on with them as best I’ve been able. I’m looking forward to going, and I’m even giving up my ticket to a baseball game (to my step-daughter) so I can go.
Even less depressing. And on the next Saturday (the 18th), I am receiving a Distinguished Alumni Achievement Award from my college alma mater. I’ve been working as a board member on the University Foundation and I’ve been funding a named scholarship for….wow, it will be ten years this October, and they picked me to receive the award. They needed my height so they could arrange regalia for me. Not just a graduation type robe, regalia. I hope to be resplendent in my regalia. I’m quite proud in spite of trying to convey an "aw, shucks" attitude.
Okay, I suppose I’ve fallen onto the right side of the wall. Let’s see if I can stand up and write right.
Other than that, I’ve got nothing.
Ender is out.