Since I left Mookie Dee, I haven’t felt vulnerable. Not while I was in the Metro at my Dad’s nor in Virginia while I was with the SFC. But there have been times since I been hit that I have felt in over my head.
Nebraska has been as kind and thoughtful as any human being out to be, so my feelings have nothing at all to do with her. In fact, I am surprised that she has been as good to me as she has so far. Called my Dad, keep touching base with the SFC, and Nixxie and KT are a laugh riot (Lexxie and her Mom were incommunicado and Skye is still Skye…), and this is still a decent enough place for me.
There are moments where my spirit really sags. Not being able to wash dishes and not burn cookies with an alarm going off is one of them.
Some days I look at my Blogger profile and I ask myself, ‘Really now, where did that positive cat you claimed to be, go?’ Before anyone get to worrying about me, I have things to pull me through, one day at a time. Today it was a test of juggling things and I scored a 90 on that… got my MRI taken care of and did a little bit of shopping while I was out, and I did not get hit by a car just before I got home!! I have been holding on to a Target gift card (thank you anonymous donor!!) and finally used it to purchase a small sofa/sleeper for my apartment. Nebraska thought it a bit low to the ground but that is okay. I know what I want (again, wouldn’t be here if I was just guessing at things, now, would I?) and I tend to go for that, first. Pick up anything else I may have missed on the second sortie.
Hope to make my summer happen… which will consist of seeing my Carolina girls and crossing my fingers for school. If school doesn’t happen I will still be golden because I am not going to worry about it. I am pretty sure I will have a good fall and before you know it, year one will be in the books. Actually, I don’t worry about a lot of things as I have for real stuff to deal with. Finit.