I've been bad about posting. Once again I've slipped into the easy immediacy of Facebook tweets, although most have ventured into 4 and 5 lines. Poor form on both accounts.
Anyway, last week was very tough--I was in a blue funk from one Saturday to the next. I think it might have had something to do with autocross results from April 26. I won that event. It was my first overall win, and the one person with whom I'd have liked to share that was Amanda. It took a week for the funk to set in because it took a week for results to get posted.
But it really knocked the wind out of me. I spent the whole week awash in sorrow. I just couldn't get myself to concentrate on or care about anything. I only shaved once, and the house devolved to squalor. It was bad. Alastair suffered, too: on Wednesday he hit his babysitter.
Several times throughout the week he asked me if I was going to cry, and usually the answer was "yes".
It probably didn't help that it rained almost constantly for 6 days.
But then we had a little bit of a turnaround with the purchase of a new t-ball setup. Alastair is really good at batting the ball off the tee, and we ran all around the yard being baseball men yesterday.
And I had another autocross yesterday, this time not doing nearly so well (11th place, out of 51), which meant I wasn't excited enough about my finish to want to call anybody.
So apparently playtime with Alastair and mediocrity are a recipe for happiness. It didn't hurt that we put a couple of pretty gals (race floozies) in the passenger seat of the Miata, either.
Note to future passengers: sun-dresses are lovely, but are not compatible with 6-point harnesses.
Anyway, there's a bunch of stuff on my immediate horizon, with two upcoming track events in the next month, a couple of autocrosses, the eventual sale of the MINI, Alastair's weekly class at The Little Gym (he's loving' it!), and a company picnic.
Should be enough to distract me from what would have been our 9th anniversary.
And then there's my investments in retail therapy. I've spent a considerable amount recently on revamping our digital entertainment options, mostly so that I can play racing sims late into the night.
But I bought the PS3 that Amanda had wanted to get for me, bought a racing seat for the den to attach my fancy Logitech G25 racing wheel, wired in a component video switch, the PS2, Amanda's old computer as a media-center PC, and used her monitor in the computer room to give myself a ridiculously over-developed PC for word-processing.
And I think I'll be calling to have the house trim & paneling replaced very soon. It's a project Amanda really wanted to tackle, since it looks old & worn, and the paint is peeling away from the gutters.
It's overhaul time.