Sitting Idle

The worst thing about sitting idle, with nothing to do, is how the mind betrays you and starts thinking of all sorts of productive things to do. Stupid body! I want to sit here and do nothing, and you keep running through what seems to be a prepared paper and lists about what I could be doing. ARGH!

The funny thing is that it so rarely has anything to do with the situation on hand. The items are always something to do somewhere else. For example, the ideas are about work, and at work, the ideas are about home. I guess that is my own little rebellion of my Mind’s attempts at taking control.

I have had practice dealing with rebellions and maniacal tyrants trying to take over. I am the PERFECT candidate for Evil Overlord. I have done it all, seen it all. I am the greatest! And the secret government skills that I possess! What other candidate for world domination even stands close to me? None!

More to do about Nothing

First day back to work was relatively un-eventful. I had a lot of people exclaim, “You’re not dead!?” I’m not sure how to take that. Do they like me and missed me, or do they not like me and a little disappointed that I returned. It makes you want to think a little. Altogether, I’m glad to be back, if only because it means I am not dieing anymore. That really sucked!

My wife is involved in some stupid city production. I hate it when she does this. I am proud of her talents, but I want my house cleaned, and the kids want their mommy. It never fails, the last week of practice, the week where she is gone EVERY NIGHT, is the one week she shouldn’t be gone because she is needed more at home than anywhere else. Someday things will change, but probably not until after the kids can drive themselves, and we have the money for them all to have their own cars.

I want the kids to buy old cars and restore them. I think that way they will appreciate their cars and won’t go do the things I did as a new driver. If they know how much work goes into keeping the cars running, I don’t think I’ll have much of a problem with them speeding, tailgating, reckless driving, not changing the oil. I think they would be more responsible. Course, we are going to need a garage for them to work on the cars, and again, more money. But it is a nice ideal. Something to strive for. If not for them, at least for me!

The Sick Week

I have just completed sick week. My head is still draining, but the fevers are gone, and the random states of delirium are gone. I’m glad the fevers are gone. 5 days straight of 100+ degrees. It is enough to make anyone want it to end. I miss the delirium though. Alternate realities can be so much fun!

While I was out, a lot of things changed. Mainly these changes were at work, and so will not be discussed here. I will point out though, that I’m not happy about the changes. However, I still have a job. I love my job, and I enjoy working with those I work with. So I will not complain. Except for how quiet my row has become. I hate silence. It bugs me.

Last week was miserable. I was so incapacitated that all I could do was lie in bed, and attempt to sleep. I was bored and miserable. Course, now that the family is all recovering, some funny things are coming up. Now, when my little girl coughs, she says, “I think I’m sick.” And will come put her head on my lap.

One side note about being sick like that, it gives you plenty of time to think, and ponder about taking over the world. My plans are coming along nicely, and soon will be able to start thinking about implementing them. World domination! Well, at least enough domination that I can get a new car.