Beyond Exhausted

 

*** I started this post on Tuesday, but was so exhausted, I gave up and am finishing it now***

From Tuesday:

I put every ounce of energy into my 4.5 hours of "big voice lecturing".  I am awfully damn bushed.  I just realized I inadvertently used part of a lyric (every ounce of energy) of a song I have always liked (Turn the Page - Seger - certainly my favorite of his many works).  

I only ran 8 miles (~13 km) this (Tuesday) morning. I ended up getting up later than I should have because I was tired after getting home from band practice last evening.  

Band, although it was tiring having such a late night (Monday night), was quite enjoyable.  Two of the songs I especially enjoy playing in our current performance package for this series are:

Bolero for Band  

Selections from Wicked

From Today (Wednesday):
 

I ran another smaller run this morning of only 8 miles (~13km).  I am having trouble getting up when I should and end up not getting to the indoor track until around 6:30am. I should be better at this.

We are potentially getting one helluva big snowstorm today into tomorrow.  Potentially 12 inches (~30cm) (if the cataclysmic forecasters are actually accurate).  We shall see.  

If that much snow happens, it may mean I cannot even go LATE to the "Retiree's Cigar Group" on Thursday which will disappoint me a whole helluva lot.  But.... if we hit just the perfect "sweet spot" where perhaps we get enough snow that the U decides to close campus, but the roads are reasonable by noon.... then.... I might just be able to venture out and GO to the "Retiree's Cigar Group" and get there on time!!!!!

I will be keeping a close eye on the weather.  I am hoping to have it be that perfect "sweet spot".  It would be great to meet with ALL my friends, some of whom I have not seen in at least four weeks now.  

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PCS - a reasonably manageable 7.5.  The yearning and hunger are there and fully tangible.  Yet, I have so much to keep me busy that it simply is there.... nudging me every few minutes.  

Contentment Score - a nervous 7.  I feel like I have all the various plates spinning on the rods, and none of them are cantilevering dangerously.  It is a nerve wracking time, but it too feels more manageable today than it has for quite a spell.