“OOC”

For those of you who remember, THE OFFICIAL PREPPY HANDBOOK defines the acronym “OOC” as “out of control.” Upon reflection over recent hours, I realize that’s how I am feeling. The emotional high and rush of adrenaline, which has been virtually non-stop for the past several days–getting the script ready, the chemo news, the chemo fallout, the meeting, the great RB news–is finally abating. Digging into mounds of laundry will do that to a guy, I guess.

Anyway, it’s a good thing because I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed. A little bit like I was hyper-ventilating and couldn’t stop. And there have been a couple of “Oh! I forgot about that” wake up calls today. All of which adds up to on thing: calm down and use your planner, Bill.

Hence, Bill closes out this post and opens his planner to June 10. Planning and solitude, baby. Planning and solitude…