Well damn, I thought this would be a much more productive week

Not perfectly productive as it was my birthday week. I took my birthday off as I usually do and it went great. I made it a point not to do the normal things I do on a day off: I shopped for new sneakers, wandered around Barnes & Noble, wandered around the rest of the mall, bicycled and sat out on our deck to enjoy the garden. Nothing spectacular but TYG was working and we had dog physical rehab that morning. Relaxing made more sense, and it felt good.

I thought I’d be able to squeeze some solid work into the rest of the week but somehow I couldn’t quite muster the energy. I suspect the early pollen hit me with the kind of allergic whammy I used to get back in Florida: no sneezing, just a sense of exhaustion. It didn’t use to affect me that way here but I guess climate change is doing its magic.

Plus this morning TYG took Plushie in to the vet, concerned he had an eye problem. She has a keen sense of such things: the vet sent us to the animal eye doctor over in Cary who confirmed he has glaucoma. We came home with a bunch of drops which may be able to keep him seeing for a while yet. That used up a lot of today.
I got a couple of articles done for The Local Reporter. One on a local woman who gave her son a kidney and now fights to increase live-organ kidney donations. I discovered talking to her that it’s now possible to work organ swaps — if A isn’t a compatible donor to B and C can’t donate to D, sometimes C and A can swap recipients so that both recipients have a compatible organ.

I also wrote an article on Tuesday’s Carrboro town council meeting. While I can watch it streaming now, it’s a pain in the butt because it’s always slow going to get everything worth covering down. It’s not really worth the pay rate but I think local coverage is worth the effort.Other than that, I got a little work done on Let No Man Put Asunder and Savage Adventures. I also rewatched the 1931 Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde to give a detailed discussion in my Mcfarland book proposal.

And I got two stories in at Atomic Junk Shop, one about a couple of war comics of interest and one about the end of Batman’s New Look era. Here’s one shot of the Rogue’s Gallery gathering together, courtesy of Chic Stone.

And now I’m staring at the last week of the month and feeling I definitely won’t get everything done I wanted to. But I’ll do what I can.

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