Burned Out From Exhaustion
"The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing"
Work has been nightmarishly hectic this week, beginning with my having to tell numerous people one at a time that our friend/coworker had died. I was also in the unenviable position of having to call her patients (Connie was a mental health counselor with an active caseload) and break the news to them, plus act as a sort of liaison between all of us and her family regarding memorial plans and so forth. Monday just felt surreal all around... I felt a bit more grounded on Tuesday, but then the normal busy-ness of work went into overdrive (plus we're shorthanded) and stayed that way throughout Wednesday. Today was better, more time to breathe. I'm grateful that I am surrounded at work by some seriously wonderful people, many of whom I think of as friends. We're like a communal family, and when one (or more) of us is out, the others just fall in and see to it that what needs doing gets done, no questions asked. Despite the stress I was feeling, I also laughed a lot. I'm glad there's a long weekend in the offing...
...and during that long weekend, borderLine will be playing back-to-back gigs on Saturday and Sunday. We're at the Crossroads Club 12-Step clubhouse (1700 Lake Ida Road, Delray Beach) once again on Saturday (I think we start at 5:30?), playing a benefit for the family of a fallen biker. I don't know his name, but the information I have is that, eerily, he was killed just up the street from me on the corner of Jeffrey and Federal. If it's the incident I think it was, I recall the street being blocked off for a number of hours and hearing the next day that there had been a fatality.
Sunday we're playing a private pool party in Boynton Beach in the afternoon. Talk about going from one extreme to the other...
I'm hoping that Gabby and I can go and spend some time with Mom on Monday.
It's been a bit of a trying week all around, but I know it'll even out and things will get better. They always do!
Oh, and happy 66th b'day to this guy:
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing"
Work has been nightmarishly hectic this week, beginning with my having to tell numerous people one at a time that our friend/coworker had died. I was also in the unenviable position of having to call her patients (Connie was a mental health counselor with an active caseload) and break the news to them, plus act as a sort of liaison between all of us and her family regarding memorial plans and so forth. Monday just felt surreal all around... I felt a bit more grounded on Tuesday, but then the normal busy-ness of work went into overdrive (plus we're shorthanded) and stayed that way throughout Wednesday. Today was better, more time to breathe. I'm grateful that I am surrounded at work by some seriously wonderful people, many of whom I think of as friends. We're like a communal family, and when one (or more) of us is out, the others just fall in and see to it that what needs doing gets done, no questions asked. Despite the stress I was feeling, I also laughed a lot. I'm glad there's a long weekend in the offing...
...and during that long weekend, borderLine will be playing back-to-back gigs on Saturday and Sunday. We're at the Crossroads Club 12-Step clubhouse (1700 Lake Ida Road, Delray Beach) once again on Saturday (I think we start at 5:30?), playing a benefit for the family of a fallen biker. I don't know his name, but the information I have is that, eerily, he was killed just up the street from me on the corner of Jeffrey and Federal. If it's the incident I think it was, I recall the street being blocked off for a number of hours and hearing the next day that there had been a fatality.
Sunday we're playing a private pool party in Boynton Beach in the afternoon. Talk about going from one extreme to the other...
I'm hoping that Gabby and I can go and spend some time with Mom on Monday.
It's been a bit of a trying week all around, but I know it'll even out and things will get better. They always do!
Oh, and happy 66th b'day to this guy:
Look out kid, it's somethin' you did...
posted by Keith at 10:38 PM
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It seems like a crum week for everybody. Let's use the buddy system and we'll get through it, OK?
Sounds good to me. You feeling any better?
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Oops. Made silly typos in that last post and I'm way too anal to leave it.
So sorry about your crappy week. I can relate to having to be the bearer of bad news. I have learned in my experiences of loss that those are the times that I truly lose it. I had to tell so many people about Susan--like Trevor returning my call the night we were all at Donovan. (uh oh-now people know you went to Donovan--hee). Just a few weeks ago Todd, The Taste of Spam drummer called and Mike wasn't home and we were talking about the old days and I realized I had to break the news to him about Susan's death. It's like having to relive it when you console others.
We are both blessed to be around really kind people at work--sometimes I feel like I've found missing family members. Even the crazy uncle.
I'll say it proudly: I WENT TO SEE DONOVAN!!! I won't, however, mention that Pete Lollapalooza was there with us wearing a giant afro wig the whole night.
Oh, wait....... ;-)
It's good to have people around who "get it". Thanks for being you.
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