In 1582, Pope Gregory XIII authorized the dropping of approximately 10 days in October from the old Julian calendar, in order to bring it more in line with the traditional seasons. Since he established the precedent, I'm recommending that we officially forget about the past week. It's not one I want to remember:
- The death of a long-time mentor and friend.
- Spilled coffee on computer desk.
- Book chapters written: 0, zero, zilch!
- New blood pressure medicine: causes three days of violent reaction--swollen feet, hands and face, nausea and dizziness, racing heart rate, and really weirdly, the loss of taste buds from the center of my tongue.
- Friend travels to Lions meeting in SC and gives birth to 2-month premature infant while alone and 600 miles from home.
- Power surge destroys water pressure (pumps run on electricity) and various appliances all over town. Air conditioner is dead and it's 96 degrees outside.
- Two hours spent on phone trying to schedule repair before I embark on a trip of my own -- and then another hour trying to cancel that appointment when the air conditioner decides all on its own to start working again.
I give up on June. Let's just drop the first seven days and start over in the morning. Hey, if the Pope could do it . . . .