We cycled out of Texas yesterday, crossing the Sabine River. There was a sign saying "Welcome to Texas, Proud home of President George W. Bush." One woman, a very successful business woman it should be noted, got a picture of herself mooning the sign. Yes, we are getting quite uncivilized, peeing everywhere, exposing out behinds at the slightest provocation. (Not that I consider W a slight provocation).
A woman who had done this ride last year greeted us at our hotel with gumbo, pulled pork (pulled tofu for me), pralines and Mardi Gras beads. We celebrate each state line with Margaritas so it was a festive evening.
The terrain is now flat. Our maps don't even bother to show elevation profiles. The ride today, 90 miles, went through lovely back roads with crawfish farms and rice paddies. The weather was high 60's and sunny, so Kat and I decided to do a century - our second century! And I am not even particularly tired - me, who never even wanted to do a century!
I wasn't going to say anything about what is happening at home but this entire experience is colored by it. My husband has basically stopped functioning, stopped going to work, stopped communicating. He has positioned himself so that he is eligible for neither unemployment nor disability. There is a real possibility of losing the house I have lived in for 30 years, and since my pottery studio is in my house, that means losing my job too. As much as I try to stay in the moment I feel as if I am walking around with a huge stone around my neck, day and night. It affects my ability to sleep, my ability to interact with others. I don't want to dwell upon it but I want people following my blog to know.
Thanks for your love, support and comments!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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2 comments:
1) Perhaps you should post Kyla's email. It seemed very inspiring to me.
2) You CHOSE to do a century? As if further than the requirement for that day?
3) Maybe when you get back you can get a job leading these kinds of groups?
4) I hope your behinds are all you're showing. With those mardi gras beads, I'm getting worried. No one wants to see 50+ year old bajumblies.
5) Which of those photos do you want me to try to post on your blog? Tell me which one and the login info for your blog and I'll put them up. email: myfirstname.mylastname@gmail.com. You fill it in, I don't want to post it on the internet to get more spam.
-Gar
I did hear from your husband that he considered the week of day treatment better this time and all he has to do to draw disability is to see a dr to sign the form. Surely a dr can recognize the condition he is in! Maybe you should stay out of the home business for a while. You cannot do anything about it but lose sleep, worry and rain on your parade. Anyway, Texas sounded like quite a trip with La sounding very different so far. Keep it up. Christine
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