Back in my 9 to 5 working days I often entertained this fantasy of working out of my home. I fantasized that I would win the lottery, quit my job, and never work again for The Man and instead work for myself. Of course I wouldn't get any pay but I would have the pleasure of working for myself. I could get up when I wanted to, do what I wanted to, take a break (sleep, pee, eat, nap or afternoon delight) when I wanted to. Yep folks, that was my fantasy.
You know what? Sometimes dreams do come true and you don't even know it. These days that's actually what I'm doing. By default I converted our home's smallest bedroom into my home office. This is where my two computers (an iMac and an ancient Gateway which isn't hooked up to the Internet but has a lot of photos, passwords and address info on it) reside. My filing cabinets (stuffed) also take up residence in this room. Yes, I now have a home off out of which I work daily. I love it!
In my home office I do exactly whatever I feel like doing. I update my blog. I read my favorite blogs. I try to keep up with my ever growing e-mail files. I occasionally make futile attempts at organizing my 80,000 some digital photos on iPhoto (a task I fear I never will complete), I talk to a few of my very favorite people (and you know who you are) on FaceTime, I pay my bills, I shop, I settle my checking accounts, I check my investments (such as they are), and today I make PHONE CALLS. First up after posting this blog I have to call the VA in Georgetown to get my blood test results from last Thursday. The Milford Hospital called yesterday. They need that information before they can perform my kidney stone procedure this Friday. Oh how I would like to go just one week without seeing or contacting a doctor or medical establishment.
After I herd those cats I take on my next challenge of the morning: finalizing plans for my bi-annual family reunion on October 6th. I'm never sure how many of my family are coming (they're notorious for not letting me know and just showing up). I have engaged a caterer (my cousin Richard R.D. Tipton who has his own catering business). I sort of would like to get a general idea of how many folks are descending upon the East Brandywine Park in Guthriesville, PA for our hoedown. And oh yes, this year I'm having entertainment. At the suggestion of my cousin Melanie, I'm acquired the services of a five man band called "The Hillbilly Jug Band." Since all of us Tiptons are descendants of hillbillies (not embarrassed to say that), this is very appropriate. Back in 1997 I engaged the services of Bob Paisley and his Southern Grass Bluegrass Band. That was a great success. My last two reunions I didn't have a band and something was missing. I'll fix that this year. Damn the cost. How long will I be around anyway, after the events of this year?
So there you are folks, just a smidgen of what happening today in Ron's Office this morning. And oh yes, maybe I'll have time to call my patient and long suffering friend Lar and talk to him on FaceTime. With a schedule like mine, something has to give and all too often it is my FaceTime with my understanding and patient friend Lar.