9/12/09 Linda, Ricky, Movie night--O'Horton

What's happening in my life is that the things I need are coming to me.  My stuff was in a mess--stuffed into drawers,  stuffed into plastic tubs and stuffed into "Babar," and lying all over the place--on tables and sofas.  And I can't find what I need.  It's hard for me to work when I can't find my notes.  So. . . my friend,  Linda,  goes into business as --well maybe things--but also a fab organizer.  

Linda is on time and ready to work.  She shows me how it's done.  By 3 p.m.,  I'm ready to call it quits.  I'll have a lot to do before she comes back next Saturday,  but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

And quess what.  Ricky comes and he's also ready to work.  He really is the best at almost everything--so I'm glad we're on track again.  I hate to say this but I'm really,  really grateful that the arrangement he had with Ron didn't work out.  Ricky said that he's working for Bobby and for me now.  What a blessing,  and I hope it will be a blessing for him as well.  

Then,  it was movie time.  We chose the art film,  O'Horton.  Well,  it got three stars and it was arty but,  for me,  a little boring.  Meaningful,  yes,  a little slow and arty,  yes.  Yet,  at the end of the day,  I remeber the meaning.  A man retires and the order of his life is stopped,  thrown off track (he was a railroad engineer).  He has no family,  no friends and nothing else he likes to do.  So what now?  The film works through the fears that have stopped him in the past and how he faces them and makes a life.  Very deep really,  but still,  for me,  slow.