musings

I had a strange experience yesterday (my whole life has been strange lately, but wtf, that's pretty normal, non?). My youngest sister, who is an accountant and who lives in North Carolina is studying massage therapy on the side (40 hour work week, 15-20 hours of classes, husband and daughter to take care of...) and, since she needed a total of 20 "practice massages" she flew to Illinois for the weekend so she could hit up family and do all 20 in 3 days. She set up her schedule using email.

I got a panicked email from her yesterday, asking if I was okay...because I hadn't really responded to her mail and she didn't see me on facebook so she thought something was wrong. Facebook is annoying...sometimes useful...but really freaking annoying.

I don't see her more than once a year at best, but she lives 600 miles away. I don't see my siblings who live nearby (20 minutes to 2 hours away) more than once or twice a year. Hell, I don't see some of my kids or grandchildren for weeks/months at a time. If I don't hear from someone, it takes me quite awhile to start worrying. Doesn't mean I don't love them, because I do. I guess I need to make more effort.

I'm truly sad that we have lost Walter Cronkite.

Work is stressful...I am STILL preparing training manuals and procedures manuals for work. I wish I could do the same for home and the rest of my life.

Lots of things happened 40 years ago... Stonewall, the Moon Landing, and Woodstock. I was 14 and spent that summer in California at my Aunt Bev's. Mostly I don't remember anything about it.