March 8, 2005

• My micromovements are becoming more and more micro......

  
  

  I am getting mired down in thoughts and fear and becoming stuck. My car is still in the shop and really should not effect anything accept for the annoyance factor. I hate having to keep calling and not knowing exactly what I will be doing, ie picking it up, leaving it until tomorrow, figuring out getting to work etc.

  
  

  It is the sensor in my gas tank and my battery that were the culprits. Unfortunately neither are covered by my warrenty and it is costing just over a thousand dollars. Not much I can do about it, I will need a working gas gauge for my commute once I move. The money I had allocated to treat myself to a new computer will pay for it and this computer will do me just fine in the meantime. My dependance on a car is purely psychological. I miss it even if I'm not planning to go anyplace.

  
  

  I could have been phoning places, researching, organizing, packing........but I haven't. I did call my car dealer three times today and had a game of phone tag. I started assembling more damn boxes but gave up after the fourth one. That is a task best accomplished at ones leisure with a bottle of wine, not squished in before getting ready for work.

  
  

  On the bright side my tax man cometh!! I finally made contact with the gentleman recommended by Rhonda. He used to do the taxes for Honest Ed Mirvish. This will be my first independent tax return in 15 years. He is coming by shortly to pick up all the info.

  
  

  Confession Time:  My plan to walk as I stated in my comment to Sheila yesterday did not work out as planned. I started with the best of intentions. Got my dinner all packed, all my various paraphenalia that I need for eight hours of work and headed out. I couldn't find a pair of  gloves (they are in my car!) but managed to find one mitten and one glove! My bags were heavy, it was windy, it was raining, whine, whine, whine......I went back upstairs and called a cab!   However, when I got to work I did put my stuff away and go for a nice brisk walk around the hospital. I also took a cab home. It's too cold at midnight and my neighbourhood is not the greatest. (I know, whine, whine, whine!) I figure I have worked hard for over twenty years and if I want to take a cab, I shall take a cab! It would be different if it were summer. I just can't bear the cold. Plus, wouldn't you know it, my winter coat, my hat, my scarf are all in the......trunk of my car! I keep them there in case of emergencies. Oh well, ...sigh.

  
  

  I also had a rather upsetting email from my ex husband that didn't help matters. He wanted to know when I was going to get started on the process of giving him back his name. This really got to me. I am in the middle of at least one million financial transactions at the moment. I am dealing with mortgages, insurance, gas, water, taxes, electricity, phone, cable, moving companies, lawyers, not to mention all the other day to day financial details. To even consider changing my name in the middle of all this would be an obvious recipe for disaster! I could just imagine trying to pay for, buy, certify, register something with two names in transition. It is hard enough to do when things are normal, but now is not the time. I had it for fifteen years, a little longer is not going to hurt.When things are all settled I will be more than happy to revert back to my "maiden" name!

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