And on the today’s menu…

  • Gym… and “Yes, my legs still ache.”
  • Work.
  • Home.
  • Out to dinner with Jess and Angie.
  • Sisko Show.
  • Drawing – interspersed throughout the day.

Oh the whole, it was a good day and rather uneventful. Can’t complain about that… especially on a Friday.

Some good news that I heard today: A friend of mine, who has been having some medical problems, FINALLY (and I mean “finally” as in “this took WAY too long”) got a complete and correct diagnosis for his condition. He had seen someone about it a while ago; he was sent to another doctor, a specialist, for more tests. Fun. BUT… the tests determined that the first diagnosis was not only incorrect, but also that the treatment that he was being given only exacerbated the condition. *sigh* But, that’s not the important thing here. The important thing is: His condition is not even remotely as bad as he had feared AND it is a relatively short-lived condition, given the proper treatment. This is important for a few reasons:

  • He is going to be fine. Very important
  • There isn’t any doubt about what he has.
  • He, and his family, can get on with their day-to-day lives and no longer have to expend mental energy worrying about “What ifs…”

I am glad and thankful about this news. I was also glad to notice a marked change in his demeanor with the this new information – He’s a good friend and I don’t like it when my family and friends are troubled (especially when there is nothing that I can do to help). And that, alone, made the day “good.”

Tomorning starts my weekend; I am only getting two days off since I volunteered to work on the holiday. What a good little Capitalist I am. It was academic, really: Work on Labor Day, get double pay (hours worked AND holiday pay), and then I can take Wednesday off and not have to worry about using eight hours paid leave or losing a day’s pay. Yup, that’s a definite no-brainer. That, along with the fact that the mail should be light on Monday, means that it should be a pretty light workday. Of course, I said the same thing on July 4th and look what happened…

On that note, I think that I’ll call it a night.

Peace