I'm not hot shit in a wineglass, more curried goat in a paper cup

If you may have noticed a lack of actual content in my journal the last few days I'm going to attribute that to having things on my mind.  I don't like to talk about the same things over and over, and they're not going away until certain things have been accomplished or certain dates have passed. 

( I'm sure everyone's sick of hearing about my Worker's Comp problems, but OWCP lied to me.  Again. )
So on that front I'm feeling intense hatred and anger.  When I start thinking about it I have to distract myself before my blood pressure rises.

( called back by the dr for more tests - possibly girly TMI... )

And then of course there's the wisdom teeth coming out on the 22nd which is also hanging over my head, though my dread has become somewhat less dreadful with all the other things distracting me.  It's like when someone stamps on your toe to take your mind off having hit your thumb with a hammer.

Regardless of what else happens, though, there's still Christmas boxes in my livingroom which need to be filled and sent out.  I have found a few other things to add to them.  I stopped at the airport gift store, where I get a 30% employee discount.:)  I might do that again, today.

( the list of people I need to phone )
Four phone calls.  It doesn't sound so bad when I lay it out like that.  Easy, right?  Sure, if you're not phone phobic.  Even making some ordinary call makes me all jittery.

Only, I feel as though I've forgotten something.  Have I?  There's no point in calling the OWCP themselves yet again. 

For a few moments we had a gorgeous red sunrise, but as soon as I ran for the camera it faded out into dull blue-gray.

I've torn all my files apart looking for a form having to do with my dental insurance, and the damned paper eludes me.  It has led to a little bit of sorting and tossing things out, which is always a good thing, but I can't get my last teeth cleaning paid for until I find it, so I'm a bit frustrated. 

It's also caused me to turn up a card which I'd been intending to use as a sympathy card, and realize that if I send it to my Uncle today I will still see him (Monday) before it can get through the mail.  Unless I went to the post office and overnighted it, I suppose.  That would look rather silly.  I think I'll just take it and hand it to him.  Which makes me realize I don't have cards for anyone else, yet.  I need to... do something.  And I've just got too many things to do already.  The service on Monday is at 2pm, so maybe in the morning I can go look for sympathy cards.  I hate most sympathy cards.  What I really like about this one particular card is that it's just a greeting card, with very subdued, stylized flowers. 

On the other hand, I'm going in person, so do I really need to give cards, also?  Maybe I should really just send this one to my Mom, who can't be here for her own mother's funeral, and just not worry about finding more. 

I am not going to edit my thinking process, I'm not.  *resists the urge to delete most of this post* 

This whole funereal process is hard.  (In fact, Tuesday night through Wednesday saw both eor and I quite depressed.  I hope Monday doesn't prove the same.)