Woe Day: Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe

I will have to dedicate this day to Wodin, the Chief God in Scandinavian myth. I'll start with a question: How did we end up with days named after Norse Gods in the English-speaking week? Since I was born on this day, I feel a little dubious and wonder if I am a little jinxed by the reference. How wonderful when you are born on a day in which the rhyme says, "you are full of woe."

Today started early with a trip to Hamilton, Harris County, Georgia for a disposessary hearing in Magistrate's Court. I brought Kate along so that we could go to lunch in Columbus, which is next door in the adjoining county. We sat, waiting for the judge to appear; she was about fifteen minutes late. She called our case first and asked if we needed time to work something out. I asked for a little time. I went out in the lobby of the courtroom with the opposing parties, only to find that my ultimate client, the lender, was working with the borrowers to allow them to buy back their house through a third party. Odd. Fortunately, we were able to work something out without prejudicing my client's interests and Kate and I could go on to Columbus.

Unfortunately, we were about twenty minutes early for the restaurant to be open, so we killed some time by driving around downtown Columbus looking at the sites. They are really going great guns to renovate the downtown area in Columbus. It is difficult to see what they will have when and if they finish. On top of this, Columbus is one of those cities which grew away from the city center. As a result of this, all of the nice development is on the east or north side of town, toward Hamilton and Waverly Hall. The real problem with this is that they still have a nice downtown area which would make a nice liveable space if they can lure people into the downtown area to live and work.

Along the Chattahoochee River, they have built a walking area along the river from one end of the city to the other. Kate and I spent a little while walking down the river walk and looking at the birds and ducks and the fish. The river area is pretty and the view over into Phenix City is not as bad as it probably was in years past. We actually saw a sizeable catfish on the bottom of the river below us; it must have been about a foot and a half or so. I reached my arms out to approximate its length to Kate and the movement frightened the fish into swimming away from us. There were other walkers and fishermen on the river and the sunshine and the temperature were superb.

Finally it came to past 11:00 o'clock p.m. and Kate and I drove back to Country's in the old bus station for a barbecue lunch. It was good, but I was just not feeling very well so everything just didn't make me as happy as normal. I ate without talking, and I apologize to Kate for my silence. I think there is a pollen floating in the air which is affecting me right now. I think I am suffering from leaving my bedroom window open at night. It gave me one of my "episodes" while I was driving. Fortunately, the air-conditioning and the sweet tea helped a little and I felt ok by the time I got back to the office. Kate drove for part of the way back which also helped.

When I returned to the office this afternoon I had a little meeting with the auditor for First American Title Insurance Company. They are getting quite tight on their requirements and are leading me to have to dedicate several weekends over the next month or so to get these final policies out. The auditor was nice and helpful but much more stern than normal.

Patti left early after spending a lot of time on the preparation for the audit. Lisa left early because she had a headache. I feel like leaving too, but need to work on some things. If I can come in early enough tomorrow and keep out of the pollen, it will help considerably.

I need exercise, sunshine, clean air (without the pollen) and cooperation from all my co-people. A little sleep might help too. A goodly bit of money in the door. Kate needs to get a job. Cindy and Kate need to resolve their differences and learn to get along. I say that knowing that Kate will probably read this later. I don't want to nag or try to be the adult (because I play the loveable scamp of a big brother so much better) but we are all old enough to know how better to deal with each other. And I count myself in that puppy pile. Obviously, we love each other. That's not the problem. But when two adults and a child become three adults, and still retain the original relationship it creates an unusual dynamic. Its magic when it works, but stressful when we all want what we want. And being all first children: we want it now!

As Momma said yesterday afternoon, I have had a lot of stress in my present work situation. I know that Cindy and Kate see that and would like to do what is necessary to relieve that. I appreciate their willingness to help. As Otis sang, "Try a little tenderness."

I hope that my sense of humor will return and I will be able to deal with all the myriad things that need to be done. Recently, I felt pretty good. Now I feel like big pile of moose doo doo. Upon which the big Kodiak bear steps and skids across the tundra. The only real question remaining: Am I the doo doo, the bear or the tundra?

Oh magic puppy pile, give me strength, love and support. Spirit of the puppy pile, bind all the puppies together into one big puppy pile.