Back to work today. Back to the world and to reality. . . and you know what? I’m ready! I’m excited about getting back to work. I needed the mental health days, so I won’t feel badly about the small paycheck. All for a reason. Slept like a baby last night with my bed all gushed up and my fan blowing on me and my new pink t-shirt sheets. Very nice. I’m going to work on hooking up a misting system outside this week so we can actually go out there before 8:30 at night. ugh.
I got a bunch of stuff unloaded into storage, and have three things to run around in the city today. Stuff to him, stuff to goodwill, stuff to a friend. We packed a bunch of his stuff accidentally…his shoes, the checkbooks, all of his books. Those will just stay boxed up until I can get moved again and unpacked…he said he’s fine with that but would like the shoes back. Hahaha. I’m just glad I went through those boxes and found the checkbook stuff…..that could have been very bad.
I weigh in today….and I’m just going to bless it and let it go….lots of drinking and while there has been little eating, what has gone into my mouth has been less that superb. whatever. It begins again today.
I miss the familiarity of the house. The routine. But we’re developing new ones here and they are working just fine. I hope for happiness for him and his life. i still haven’t heard from his sister….that makes me really sad. Have texted with his daughter. she starts senior year of college sometime soon, so I offered to do her hair. I hope she and I can stay in touch. These are just the thoughts floating through my brain. random. fine.
Ok…time to wrangle the cats inside and begin my first day of getting ready here.
Huzzuah and happy Wednesday.
apparently i cant run the spell check or highlight anything within because my buttons are gone. a quirk that I need to figure out. Till then, just deal.
Misti Ridiculous 
Here’s hoping that starting today everything that goes into your mouth is MORE than superb.Everything.
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As previously stated, you know me a day late and a dollar short. I haven’t spoke with you except a text and voicemail on my birthday. Had I known you were moving and everything, I would have come charging up on my horse, drew my sword and rescued you right back. Of course all of this would happen after I sliced the mother fucker’s neck! LOL! Oops! Did I do that???? I wish you had called me. Although I am a million miles away. You know I would walk a million miles for you. Thankfully you have such a network of support. Seriously, if you ever need anything….CALL ME. I would hop on the next plane. Today will be a day to laugh, dance and love yourself more than life itself! I love you!!!
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