Planning

I have a plan for this week.  It's a start.  I haven't written it down completely, but I have a rough draft on a text file on my computer.  I consider that progress.

I've been getting enough sleep and feeling almost guilty about it.  When I wake up I worry that I've slept through an alarm, or that I've missed a meeting.  When this isn't the case, guilt turns into relief.  I haven't gone running, but I have been stretching and doing small bits of strength training indoors.

My car is finally in the shop.  They haven't started working on it because they have to finalize the supplement from the insurance company, which reminds me to file a complaint with the IL Dept of Insurance.  It took them until December to send me a check for an accident that happened in September, and they managed to massage the numbers to produce an estimate that was between 2/3 and 1/2 what either of the actual body shops estimated.  The only upside is that calling them for this particular issue is no longer my problem.

I'm sitting in the kitchen right now, in the sunny spot by the window, waiting for the car rental agency to call me.  Someone was supposed to come pick me up at 11, but when I called at 11:40 they said they didn't have me in the book as a pickup, and the person in the office closest to my house would call me at 12:15.  I nixed a morning run because I didn't want to be running late when they arrived, and I opted to work from home this morning because I thought by now I'd have the car.  The reason I need the car is that I have jury duty tomorrow.  This is certainly turning out to be a good month for stress management.  Good in the sense that it's needed, not in the sense that I'm doing well with it.  We'll see what happens.  Maybe I won't get called for jury duty.  Maybe they'll rent me a really awesome car.  Maybe when I get back I'll go for a run and it will be the best run ever.  Maybe I should get back to work.