Limbo

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Oops...Don't Pull That

That's right! You get a two-for-one special today! Aren't you just the luckiest web-browser around? Go ahead...give yourself a pat on the back. I'll wait.

Ancient mariners were masters of the sea. Navigation was accomplished through the use of stars, sun, sails and of course, wind. However, there were times that these masters of the deep found themselves trapped at the mercy of the dull-drums. When the winds ceased to blow, ships often were stranded in one location for (often) days at a time. There was nothing that the captain or his worthy crew could do, but wait until the Fates of the Ocean smiled down upon them and sent their blowing strength to the rescue.
So I find myself, in a similar state of limbo. I sway back and forth on the balls and heels of my feet awaiting changes to come my way. Juggling through the air, these are just a few of the limbo-esque aspects of my life:
1 - Medical: It will be at least another week before I hear any results from my surgical biopsy from last week. So here I sit, staring at my newly acquired scars, wondering if it was all worth it.
2 - Work: Currently our company has decided to launch a new campaign, (new president...new regime...new campaign...right?) It is to pre-launch tomorrow. However, the details are still forth coming. Every day, I field questions from leaders wondering what is going to happen and I have nothing but a shrug of the shoulders and my winning smile to offer.
3 - Seminary: Our training began today. So once again I am getting up at 5:30 in the morning and chasing the fleeting knowledge that only cements itself in those who keep themselves worthy of the Spirit. However, our class assignments have not been determined. Which knowledge-hungry grade will I have to influence this year?

So in the dull-drums I sit. I sit, listening to one hand clapping the silent applause of a standing ovation to an orchestra of mimes.

Part 2
Warning...the following paragraph is slightly graphic in nature. If you have a weak stomach, I recommend that you stop reading.

Having said that...so you know I had surgery last week? Well, they put this glue over the incisions and stitches to keep them from infection and whatnot. I was warned that after a couple of days, this glue would start to fall off. Perfectly normal.
Sure enough, the glue started to fall off.
Yesterday, I was looking at the incision on my arm and saw, (what I thought was) a piece of the glue. I couldn't grab it with my fingers, so I grabbed some tweezers, took hold and yanked.
Out comes one of my stitches. Oops.
But as I am looking at the cut. I realize...I can see all the way to my bone! That is SO COOL! So I moved the skin around a bit, and could see different parts of my bone. This was the coolest thing I had seen in at least an hour.
It was then I realized that most people, at this point of seeing their innards, would probably pass out. However, I just cleaned it up, grabbed some butterfly bandages and went to town fixing it up. I am keeping a close eye on it for discoloration.

Moral of the story...don't pull that! It might come undone.