Stormy Monday

I don't seem to be good at posting Mondays. Don't know why, it just doesn't seem to happen much. So, here I am again the day after, soaking up the glorious sunshine outside even though its still freeezing cold. But yay for sunshine! Cloudy skies and rain always put a damper on my spirits, if you'll pardon the long-dead horse of a pun. Plus, I'm listening to "Amor" by Los Amigos Invisibles, which always makes me feel better. Funny how pseudo-1970s disco does that for me - I won't go into the persykological implications for you, no way... Gottalotta stuff to do today. We're having the first of our new-and-improved-for March 2006 house group meetings round at our house today. The inaugural one, if you so like, and guess who light-heartedly volunteered to lead. Augh! Should be fun, though, with one small proviso; it sounds like one of our new participants could be a former client of mine. Now, that could be decidedly awkward. We already had that situation once before where a patient whose psychotherapeutic treatment I had fortunately not been all too involved in myself, but still someone I had met professionally, showed up at a bible study group we were attending at the time. I felt decidedly uncomfortable. This person I would have worked with as a trainer, not a therapist, which makes things only slightly better. Ah well, we'll see. Whatelse? Got booked for a pretty big gig at the end of this month. I don't really want to tell you what it is at this point, but I promise you'll hear about it as time goes by. Other than that, I shall be sending off a total of 580,394 carrier pigeons to my slovenly friend Joachim as of today, reminding him to finally, finally get me some of those party pics! Presumably, his little office will be so crammed with bewinged, cooing archangels and carneaus that, at some point, he will give in to the pressure and send one back to me with an SD card attached to its little leg. Tally hoo!