The Rhythm Is Gonna Get You

I never thought I would say it, but Gloria was right - the rhythm IS gonna get me. I really should say the lack of rhythm is gonna get me. After my move on Saturday (in the rain, no less) I have had trouble finding my rhythm. I still struggle with when to go to bed, when to get up, where to find this, where to find that, where to put this (and that), what time to leave for work, what time to come home from work, why is it so quiet on the drive, what is my address, what is my phone number, am I walking Addie enough, am I walking Addie too much, am I using my time wisely, hey look the Indians are on TV.

As you can see none of that is major, I just am without rhythm. I'm hoping after the weekend most of my stuff will be unpacked and I will have a week of drive time under my belt, it will be easier. Not all of my struggle is in the move itself, just some of the consequences of moving to a different part of town. No more car pool, longer drive, more time away from the house . . . all leave me struggling. One of my biggest struggle is the drive. I have been carpooling for about a year with a friend of mine. It was good . . . it was great. "We have so much in common. We both love soup. We could talk, or not talk. We could not talk for hours, and still find things to not talk about." No really, we did have a good time. We talked about work (even though it was on the black list of topics), we talked about life, Heroes, family, or nothing at all. That is gone now. Not that I don't see him at work, but it is just harder - because we don't have that span of time that we aren't working to actually talk, or not talk. I guess I will get use to it, but for now it really sucks. Another hitch in the rhythm is my dog. I have a longer drive, meaning a longer time away from the house, meaning a long time she has to spend by herself. Sometimes I feel like I am bordering on cruelty. I think she is fine, she is a dog - but still where is the real line? A PETA person would say I am borderline torturing the dog, and another may say I'm spending too much time. I'm really looking for the in between.

I am starting to ramble. The story of my life.