A Conversation with Elizabeth
1998
Monday, Monday

From:          LMixson
To:            Elizabeth
Sent:          Monday, April 20, 1998 9:43 AM
Subject:       Monday, Monday
 
Well we got back late last night from visiting Julie's father.  Actually we got back around 7:30 and were just turning down out street when we realized that we forgot to get Julie's car.  Julie did her presentation on Friday at the Suicidology convention (it went quite well) and since I was downtown at the ATF I, we worked it out that she would leave her car at a friend that lives in that area and I just picked her up from there.  So we got home, unpacked the car and then had to spend another hour driving back around the beltway to get her car.  What a pain.  The weekend went well although I worked quite hard.  I did my twice a year or so maintenance on the fish pool.  I also cleaned out her father's garage, fixed the swing, lights, rake the yard, weed whack, and so forth.  Julie's parents lived during the depression and have that real "depression" mind set that they have to save everything, a lot of it just junk.  I threw out about 10 big lawn size garbage bags of junk.  We finished up Sunday morning and went out and had a nice brunch.  We also went to a couple of nurseries and bought a bunch of plants for our planters at home. Plants are much cheaper in Delaware vs. here in the DC area.  We usually would leave right after lunch to come home but Julie's father had a recital at the senior's center.  He does a lot of work at the senior's center and had just helped them find and purchase a baby grand piano.  The recital was a young baritone who sang several Italian and French opera pieces and ended with a several American pieces.  Julie's father played the piano and also did a piece in dedication to his late wife called The Nightingale.  It was all quite enjoyable. 
 
I can understand your ambivalence about visiting your mother.  On one hand you feel the need to see her while you still can but on the other you really need the break and time for yourself.  It also sounds like your mother is such a state that she would get very little from you visit so it is really about what you would get from it.  If you go and the whole time you are feeling and thinking I don't want to be here, I would rather be home "recovering" then perhaps it best you don't go.  On the other hand if you stay and then feel guilt about not going to see you mother then it would be best if you go.  Again, it sounds like what you need and what is best for you.
 
I hope your final this morning went well.  I would find it had to do well on anything at 6:30 in the morning.  Actually was it 6:30 am or pm? 
 
Larry

The subject "Monday, Monday" " is a popular song by the group The Mama’s and the Papa’s from 1966.

Monday, Monday, can´t trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin´ you gave me no warnin´ of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

Monday to the Nth