Life, Work


January 26, 2005

Even though it’s only my first full day on Proactiv, my skin feels so soft. The flakiness wasn’t present today. Although the “Skin Repair” cream is a skosh burny in spots (the spots with spots, to be exact), it’s no worse than any other of the creams I’ve applied in the past. The toner smells like sulfur. But really…if something doesn’t smell disgusting these days, it’s only because there’s been ‘fragrance’ added to it.

Still feeling blue. But thankful for the wellwishes. I’ll get out of it.

Remember the bit where some nut spins plates on top of poles? By the time he gets to the end of the line, he has to comically run back and get the first plate spinning again, for it’s starting to wobble dangerously. That’s how I look at my life.

There’s a work plate that I have spinning somewhat gracefully — just a wobble here and there. There’s a family plate that’s spinning solidly. There’s a relationship plate – that’s spinning solidly too. The homekeeping plate is slowing down, but in no danger of tumbling to the ground. At the far end of the row is my ‘self’ plate. That one’s going haywire. Luckily, I noticed it wobbling erratically, so I got to the pole in time.

Now to spin it…

Happy Birthday, Dad!!

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