I thought of canceling my run tomorrow, but it is one of my favorite parts of the week, so why would I do that? And I only have to do four miles. Four miles? I could do that in my sleep!
And then a quilting class with my daughter. How fun is that? Well, it probably isn't a whole lot of people's idea of fun, but it is mine.
And I think I should see my b.f. on Sunday night when he gets back from his trip. How fun is that? Fun.
Somewhere in there I will get to a meeting or two. And probably see one or more of my sponsees. And then it will be Monday night and I will be planning my return to work.
And that is good. I was told today I would be a facilitator for something I thought I was being ignored for. I was very happy about that.
Now if only my body will get used to this horrible medication I am taking and it will stop the horrible migraines... I don't know what. But something.
Last night as I was falling asleep I was dreaming my hand was being held by the man I am seeing. That's how pure our relationship is. That's how sweet it is. That's how nice my life has gotten to be. A memory of a nice big hand holding mine. It made me so happy.
And you may not know me well enough to know how much of a miracle that is, but I know how much of a miracle that is. And I can tell you - it is a big one.
God can truly write straight with crooked lines.
(sorry the last several posts are not very coherent, I am really ill) Have a wonderful Labor Day weekend everyone. I hope if you are in the Labor Market, you are gainfully employed. I hope if you are not gainfully employed, it is because you have earned the rewards of long career. In any event, I hope you are satisfied with your lot in life, or if not, that you have hope that you will be. If you are a sober person, you have reasonable cause for that hope.