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BrokenThoughtProcessThursday

Wow - what a week! I started out the week with a super duper ugly summer cold. Spent the day Sunday laying about sneezing, coughing, generally annoying the cat because he couldn't get comfortable on my lap at all. Fortunately, Turner Classic Movies was having a super duper day. I watched His Girl Friday with Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell. I love this movie. I love the pace, the wit, the back and forth between Grant and Russell. Time just zips by and the movie is over. That was followed by To Have and Have Not - the first paring of Bogart and Bacall. Slim is quite lovely and fresh here and there's something so sweet about the way Bogie whistles after that famous line..."You know how to whistle don't you Steve? You just put your lips together and blow." Damn....that's telling him. And as if that wasn't enough Bogart and Bacall, then I got to watch The Big Sleep. Now there are those who'll argue that Robert Mitchum was a better Philip Marlowe...and I might even be one of them. But this another one of those movies that just flies for me. It's just so much damn fun to watch. And isn't that why we watch movies anyway? Entertainment?

The week went forward from there. I'm teaching at least 2 days a week now. We're rolling out Office 2007 to our agency and I'm doing all the classes for staff. There are brown bag sessions where I hit the highlights, 3 hour classes where I go over the new things in each of the major applications, and 4 hour classes on each individual application. I like teaching - always wanted to be a teacher. I truly enjoy helping people discover that they are capable of much more than they think. And my attitude toward software and computers has always been that they are only as useful to you as you allow yourself to use them. A circular saw is of no use to me, because I don't know how to use it. But good computer with decent software? That's my idea of a great tool. So I love meeting people from around the agency, drivers, trainers, mechanics, planners, accountants, and showing them how this tool can make parts of thier job easier, more productive and fun.

But I'm a little worn out now from all that teaching. Talking for several hours when I have to blow my nose every 15 minutes or cough or sneeze has been a drain on me. And I wish I was looking forward to a weekend of sleep...unfortunately I have 4 teaching days next week and lots of material to prepare for that. No rest of the wicked!

I haven't had time to think about my recent depression. That's a good thing. I wanted to put that one behind me and I think I have. I know much of it stems from lack of someone to talk to - really talk to. I started one of those quizzes on Facebook yesterday and when the question was "Who was the last person you talked to?", I couldn't answer because I think that the last person I had talked to was the clerk at the grocery store - but even then I wasn't sure because I tend to use those self-checkout lines when I only have a few items. And that's not uncommon for me. I guess I could talk to the cat - but he gets tired of listening to me. Sigh....

Oh well. Time for yoga - and I need it today. I just hope I don't fall asleep when it's time for corpse pose.

Later!

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((hugs))

fall asleep during corpse pose...it just means you did it right. :)
Bridgete said…
Oh yeah. I used to fall asleep during corpse pose all the time.

<3
Teaching is such a powerful thing. If you can teach and encourage even one person to learn something new and retain it then you have left your mark on the world. I have a sneaking suspicion you've left a mark on far more than just one! Feel better soon :-)
How did I miss this one? Ugh, too much going on but I hate missing blogs, especially fun ones about BTPT lol.

I have not seen most of those movies, will be adding to the queue thanks!!

Hope you're feeling better now & didn't pass out on your students.

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