I think the Matrix is starting to fall apart.
Not surprising, given the strain it's been under the past three weeks. So far, it's just little cracks in the reality.
We are both losing shit (as opposed to losing our shit, which we've come close to with all this horrible news- but not quite). At least twice a week, I wake up with my mouth guard missing. Not just fell-out-next-to-the-pillow missing, but spat for distance like in a Jumping Frog of Calaveras County contest. This morning, it finally showed up on the floor under about the exact center of the mattress. That thing must've had some English on it to get that far once it fell out.
Two mornings ago, I could not find my phone. I knew it was in the house before I left for work; I'd cued my radio station and was listening to it right before I got dressed. Called it without success; looked in car and gym bag and briefcase. Finally, though, the "right before I got dressed" thing registered:
At least two files went missing. One of them may never have even existed (it was a referral from a co-worker and it may be in her file for the guy or one of my other files for her); the other FINALLY turned up last night, stuck six inches back in the file drawer it was in, and should have been in, all along.
I sailed out of Wegmans last night with one fewer grocery bags than I'd bought and paid for. Fortunately, it was waiting for me at the service desk this morning.
Nor am I alone in this. For weeks, I saw a nice new pad on the kitchen island table that had all of Eleanor's various passwords written down. It's been missing for days. There are only so many places it could hide, but it's not in any of them. Yet.
I'm not sure if we need Keanu Reeves or Keanu the cat to fix all this.
Bankruptcy's getting busy. I was up at 5 and out the door just after 6 for one hearing in Rochester yesterday, then got papers signed for my first Chapter 11 in years, and by the end of the day I'd picked up intake documents for three others I have to work on in the coming days.
Then, last night, after Eleanor was reminded of it at work by its signature song "Walk Like a Man" playing at the store, we watched a pre-Marvel Robert Downey film Heart and Souls. In which he plays an uptight banker who works with companies in Bankruptcy Court. Fortunately, there was plenty of better and more fun stuff in it to distract from that.
Also this coming week: court on Monday, Tuesday and Friday (two); and an all-day seminar I'm speaking at on Thursday. We also have tickets for Thursday night to see Eric Holder speak at UB. Remember back when attorneys general weren't unabashed racists named for Confederate war heroes? Me too, vaguely.
Then, that Sunday afternoon we're seeing Allegiance in its in-cinema broadcast from Broadway- on the anniversary of the Japanese internment camp order. At the rate we're going, it's going to win a Tony for "best horrific revival."