2002-08-10

 

And so it comes to pass... I was outbid for that bassoon. However, I found somewhere I could buy one new online from a very reputable dealer of musical instruments - for only $250 more than I was willing to bid (including free shipping). So, I bought it. Just now. I bought a new kick-ass bassoon. Now to find somewhere locally to get reeds and other accoutrements. Today we walked. And walked and walked and walked some more. All the way up through the freakshow that is Telegraph in Berkeley on a Saturday afternoon. It was tiring and quite warm, but not bad per se. It was a sea of tie-dye and henna tattoos and macrame jewelry and anti-war bumperstickers. There's nothing like that in Dallas. When I was here several months ago - in May, actually - I got a call from MoMo on Saturday when I was walking down from the hotel (in Berkeley) to the open house for the house we're renting now. I walked down Telegraph the whole way. Anyway, it was our father's birthday, which I had (of course) forgotten. I remember MoMo's birthday, Jacob's, Stephen's, Molly's, mine... that's about it for me on the birthday remembering front. So, on the way back from the open house, I called him. Just walking up the street chatting, and he finally says, "Are you at some sort of festival or something?" Nope, just the "what decade is this anyway" weekly gathering of vendors and shoppers on the sidewalks of Telegraph Avenue. So now I'm tired and rehydrating - no problem with me overdoing it and getting that "water intoxication" they talked about on NPR yesterday morning. Not for me today, anyway. I'm behind on my fluids. I love my lil' Stevie. He's just amazingly sweet and supportive, and he's certainly doing a yeoman's job of hanging on through my high-to-low swinging moods. I think I'll even out soon, but I'm not going to be surprised if it takes at least a few more months. I need to feel like I have some sort of pattern here, and right now I don't sense that. Yet. Oh, and I didn't sleep for sixteen hours. More like six. The cat knocked some stuff off the dresser and startled me awake, and somehow I wasn't able to just conk right back out. Maybe that partially accounts for my headache.

posted by bethanye 4:46:00 PM