I’ve had a nasty week and no time to write something witty or brilliant for the Spo-fans.I hope to catch up on blog reading this weekend.
This last week; I’ve had a lot of men come in bad shape. Men are supposed to be the stronger sex, but if one of two things occurs, they drop like a house of cards – They only have to get sick, or their wives tell them they are leaving. I am dealing with the later condition. Women in a divorce seem more resilient, but men usually completely fall to pieces. Poor sods.
Due to the high number of cases and all the damage control they required, I haven’t had time to sleep or exercise or stretch, so I feel I am falling to pieces some as well.
I recently renewed my liability insurance. In between the questions about whether I am sleeping with my patients or high on drugs or out of my own mind is the question ‘are you communicating with your patients by email?” apparently email is just as bad as bedding them. Who knew?
The weekend is not going to be a relaxed one. We have bell choir practice on Sunday, to make up for a schedule conflict last Wednesday. Like a lot of churches at this time of year, mine is trying to do way too much and everyone is double booked, tired and cross.
Speaking of double booking, Someone and I are supposed to attend a few parties this weekend, a few of them occurring at the same time. I am looking forward to the ‘bear club’ party. I am not looking forward to the office party. Office parties should be banned. Socializing with your colleagues makes me tense. A bunch of shrinks in a room allegedly relaxed are all watching each other. Don’t poop where you eat is still very good advice.
Another weekend project is decorating the house. I like to do the inside stuff but puutting up outside lights is a challenge to the nerves. It is frustrating work. The strands always tangle, don’t work etc. At least we are doing it nowadays in 60 degree weather.
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December 8, 2007 at 5:29 AM
Doug
My dad did better the their divorce than my mom did. But there are always exceptions.
I’d be skipping the office party. Oh, I am skipping my own office party. Yeah, don’t need to see my workmates on a Friday evening talking about the same shit we talk about during the day.
We need to invent spray-on lights that dissolve in a month.
December 8, 2007 at 6:31 AM
Kalvin
OMG. You sound really really busy. And something like a divorce would seriously take a massive toll on me. You have to rewrite your whole life scripts in a way. I don’t know how people can do it so easily.
December 8, 2007 at 7:08 AM
"Joe"
Don’t forget to breathe. Don’t forget to breathe.
December 8, 2007 at 2:44 PM
Maggie
Re: “Men are supposed to be the stronger sex”………..
Says Who??
The Female of the Species
by Rudyard Kipling
When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-”bear” in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.
But the she-”bear” thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When Nag the basking cobra hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it as he can.
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws.
’Twas the woman, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Man’s timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
For the Woman that God gave him isn’t his to give away;
But when hunter meets with husband, each confirms the other’s tale —
The female of the species is more deadly than the male . . .
She is wedded to convictions — in default of grosser ties;
Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him who denies! —
He will meet no suave discussion, but the instant, white-hot, wild,
Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.
Unprovoked and awful charges — even so the she-”bear” fights,
Speech that drips, corrodes and poisons — even so the cobra bites,
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw
And the victim writhes in anguish — like the Jesuit with the squaw!
So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of Abstract Justice — which no woman understands.
And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern — shall enthral but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him, and Her instincts never fail,
That the Female of Her species is more deadly than the Male.
Don’t fall to pieces Spo…….the liability insurance, the bell choir practice, the office party and decorating the house will all pass accordingly.
Most important of all……….., “I am looking forward to the ‘bear club’ party”.
Enjoy yourself and have a great time. Wish I could be there with you!!!
December 9, 2007 at 6:59 AM
tigeryogiji
You take care of yourself, you hear?
December 9, 2007 at 9:27 AM
Maddog
I hope you find sometime to relax this weekend. It’s important to have some downtime to recharge for the week.
December 9, 2007 at 11:41 AM
Merri
Aww sorry to hear that you are swamped!
Those double booked events are tough at this time of year!
Yes MOST women are more resilient
(maybe it’s from having babies and managing households which has made them so..)
I know that men are more romantic..
(I keep meaning to ask, is that a picture of Emma Thompson in the movie version of
Much Ado about Nothing that was by Kenneth Branaugh?
(GREAT movie , from a great play)
take care..
December 9, 2007 at 12:31 PM
Tony
Would love to see a picture of the outside lights when you get them up.
December 10, 2007 at 8:47 AM
Heather
You are right. Why have an office party? That’s just silly. We used to get a turkey at one place I worked. I suspected they saved the party for the big wig’s. I think I won on that one.