MARCH MADNESS

It's Chaka Khan's birthday, and Resse Witherspoon's, and my ex-bosses, a lady I really used to admire greatly before the plot to get my now unecessary black face out of the company. Truth-be-told, I STILL admire Myra, but I can never forget all the pain casued me when i was no longer needed as the first black employee of a 10 person yet high-profile office in my third year. After the other minorities were added and a more "obvious" black person with a thick Jamacian accent came to work at the office in a higher capacity then my front desk do-all-and-take-little-credit position. Every year though, I remember Myra on this day especially. She is, or at least WAS as fiery as Ms Chaka Khan and taught me so much, just watching her. This before my supervisor had her turn on me ... or at least, that is how it seemed.

Anyway, I am at my mother's again and she is driving me to distraction - again! Man oh man, what a life mine has become! And what a year it has been - already!

It seems I might have just dodged a big health "bullet", after a CTScan in January or so, and then a recent pre-MRI consultation based on the findings in the CAT Scan. Now, I am on a waiting list for an MRI, when an appointment becomes available. But the neurology specialist says he's 80+ % sure I don't have the devestating, crippling disease that the CAT Scan person made a note about in my file!!!!! This is something that has been on my mind for a couple of months now, so to say I am relieved would be a gross understatement ...

There has been alot of foolishness and unpleasantness happening at the house where I live, also. Crackhead/drug dealers moved in three or four months ago and have caused me much stress over that time. Finally, they were evicted just before I came back here to mom's a week or so ago. But the stress of the miss-management that allowed them to be living there and the risidual bad feelings have not simply disapeared with the people.

Every new year I hope that things will be better and a load of crap comes flying in my direction from the get-go. It is very tiring; probably so, even if I didn't have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Now on top of the aforementioned drama, I am still between family physicans and now it looks like I have to pay thirty dollars I do not have to get my file from my last quack to give to someone who MIGHT become my new doctor, but only AFTER I pay for and get that file ... Charming!

Still have no sex life in NS.

Whatever!

My sister just called after not calling Mom for about a week. She has a boyfriend now, who lives out of town, and I think she spends her weekends where he lives. Before calling last week she and and our mother had not spoken in a month! Mom and I had just started watching a movie and it's been paused on the DVD player for close to an hour now. There goes my attempt at quality time again; another evening trying to watch a movie with mom probably gone to waste. Mom does not know how to get off the phone once on, and especially when she is speaking with her only daughter. They talk forever ...

Now it is eleven o'clock pm!