It feels really good to have so much energy to keep up with what's happening in my life these days. Each day is full of activity. Sure, there are times when I get tired and I need to rest. But I'm generally able to meet every task that comes my way, and I generally feel good in all I'm doing. And I'm really grateful for that.
I slept in a bit this morning before rising to take care of some home business before heading into the office. It's been cloudy and rainy all day, and the temps have been in the 50s. Still, in spite of the rain and the cold, I feel good and have been able to get a lot done.
Today required me to be in the office longer than I had expected, and that worked out fine; I really didn't have any other plans until this evening. I spent most of the morning working on the Office for Diversity Enhancement's Web site and also helped Valerian work on a proposal he needed to send off today. Around noon, I took a quick lunch break, mailed off some more copies of my book, and returned to the office. I was in the office until about 4 this afternoon. In the meantime, I made some phone calls and sent some e-mails with regard to the Festival of Cultures. And Sandy and I went over the entertainment schedule and made a few updates to it. There are still some groups I'm trying to book for entertainment, and I'm hoping to have that wrapped up by the end of the week. Once the entertainment details are addressed, contracts can be sent out to all who are going to perform.
The remainder of the afternoon was spent waiting for one of Valerian's associates to send him a document he needed before he could send off his proposal. The document didn't come while I was in the office, but Valerian called me a little before 5 and told me it had come in. So he e-mailed it to me, I converted it to an Adobe PDF, and e-mailed it back to him for his submission. Time will tell whether Valerian's proposal will be accepted. I haven't really read into it, but it sounds like it pertains to some kind of Mandan language preservation project.
After leaving the office, I headed over to Dad's place to visit with him for a bit. We talked for a few minutes before heading to Burger King for a quick early supper. I received some coupons in the mail the other week, and one of them is for buy-one-get-one-free Whoppers. So Dad and I each had a Whopper and I had a small order of fries. It's not the healthiest dinner we could have selected, but it satisfied us.
We then went back to Dad's place and hung out for a bit and discussed some new investment possibilities in China and Brazil. Our visit lasted perhaps another 20 minutes and then I excused myself to go home and pick up my hi-hat stand and earplugs for my rehearsal with Dan and Jonathan tonight.
I stepped outside into the rain and prepared to get into my car when I happened to notice a little bird sitting not far behind my car. It didn't move as I stepped close to it, but I saw that it was breathing hard; it was definitely alive. I couldn't understand why it didn't try to fly away, and I figured it must be sick or injured. So I took a dustpan and a small broom, lightly ushered it into the dustpan, and set the small bird in a corner of the garage. I didn't know the bird's overall condition, so I gave it some bread and hoped it would be all right. Satisfied that the bird would be all right for the time being, I headed back to my house and then headed over to Dan's place for the practice.
Our rehearsal didn't last more than an hour, but Dan, Jonathan, and I accomplished much. We finally finished "CanMan," one of our originals, and we also ran through Cheap Trick's "Surrender." Our plan is to perform "CanMan" during an open-mic event on Friday night, and we're going to run through the song a few more times on Thursday evening before Praise Team practice. I'm sure we'll do well during Friday's performance, and I think it will give us additional incentive to finish more of our original songs and play more gigs.
My first thought after band practice was to head straight home. But as I sat at a stoplight, I thought it would be a good idea to check on the little bird I had helped out earlier. I opened Dad's garage door and saw that the little bird had moved some, had dried out, and appeared to be doing better. It still didn't seem to react much to my presence, but it ultimately turned out to be all right. I found a tennis racket in the garage and lightly tapped the bird with it. And at that it sprung (or flew!) into action. It flew around inside the garage a bit before ultimatley flying away. I was glad to see the bird was all right and I felt some relief once the bird was out of the garage. It still puzzles me why it was in kind of bad shape this afternoon, and I may never know. At this point, though, it's not important. The main thing is the bird is all right.
It's nearly 11 o'clock, and I'm starting to feel tired from all that has happened today. But as is often the case, it's a good kind of tired. I'm ready for another good night's sleep, and I feel content with what I've accomplished today. And I look forward to the dawning of a new day.
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