Rick's Personal Blog
2002-08-15 - 5:05 p.m.
This job is really getting busy. We are getting up on some deadlines, and it always amazes me how truly not ready we are. But that seems to be way it always goes.
We took my paxil dosage down to 10 mg, and the anxiety attacks came back with a vengeance. So I’m temporarily back up to 20 mg. It looks like I will have to switch medications. It makes me feel really apathetic, and I don’t want to do anything at all.
Cheryl tells me that I have nothing to be anxious about since her and I aren’t fighting anymore. That’s kinda funny… because I wasn’t the one who got mad.
I’m changing some things here. I’d like to introduce you to the people in my life:
Cheryl: My wife of 17 years. We’ve had a lot of ups and downs of late, but despite how feel about each other at times, we are committed to our family.
Tom: AKA No.1. He’s my 15 year old. Genius IQ. Gifted writer. Girl crazy.
David: AKA No.2. He’s my 12.5 year old. Total Jock. Girls are crazy about him.
Katie: AKA No.3. She’s my 11 year baby girl. Total Prissy Britches. Not a teenager… yet. She won’t have the chance to be boy crazy, because she will not be allowed out of the house until she turns 25, and then only for 2 hours on Sunday and Wednesday to go to church. My yard is enclosed with 10 ft high fences, equipped with razor sharp barb wire, and I have 15 attack dogs, state of the art alarm system, 3 50 cal machine guns posted in 50 ft manned towers, and Hannibal Lector as a house guest. So don’t even think about it guys. When it comes to my little girl, I spare no expense.
Jim: AKA Best Man. He lives up in Cleveland, and we have been friends for over 28 years. He was the best man in my wedding, and I was for his too.
Mom: AKA Mom. Also loves in the Cleveland area. She gave birth to me.
I got sick of calling them No. 1, 2 & 3. So now you know who they are.
Later,
Rick
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