On a Plateau

I've been on a bit of a plateau this week, feeling neither high nor low.  I've received three requests this week to sing--that one song--as well as requests to do some other things I mentioned I had done or could do, but I didn't want to do them right then.  Those ladies are hilarious though.  All I have to do is give them--whatever look I give them--and I set them off laughing.  I confess I love teasing them just to get that reaction out of them.

Turns out I've been "promoted" in my job.  I've been given an official title, though nothing I do has changed.  Basically, I have been officially discharged from a department--which has been the case for a long time, but the ties were never officially severed, until now.  I am mostly my own boss, though I do have a manager I have to work with should I want time off or if I am needed to help elsewhere.  It's not that big of a deal.

I was reminded just a day or two ago how walking really helps me.  I've been having a busy week with a lot of things to worry about.  I went on on a walk one day and it relaxed me so much I almost didn't want to return back to work.  Even with the cars zooming past I was feeling quite at peace.  Walks have that effect on me.

This may be the only change in elevation for the week: I had a good friend from there who also lost her husband suddenly this week from a heart attack.  It wasn't the best of marriages according to what I've heard from her, but I always had the impression that she still had some kind of attachment, however loose it might have been.  Something like that is not easy to deal with, particularly when it becomes a sudden life change.  I haven't heard from her since it happened, so I don't know exactly how she's handling it.  I think of her every day.

I had more photo fun this week.  Nothing out of the ordinary, just some more snapshots.

He leans, so I lean back to hold him up.  Lost in space...  

Just trying out some new things for my hair on a whipped up bun.