No More Gross

I’ve spent the entire weekend in a state of rest.

Physical rest. Sleeping in. Sleeping out. Sleeping with cats. Sleeping on the couch. Sleeping in the bed.

It feels good.

Resting from going out and doing anything but being here. I did manage some facetime with my girls. Gert. MGirl. I did manage some football. A phone call with Matchoo. Texting with Dionysas.

Brunch with Gert was enlightening. I have several more reasons validating the ending of my relationship…true colors shining through and all of that. I’m so grateful for the support of my friends through out this whole thing. This sad sad thing. I talked to my dad tonight. He was so supportive too. He doesn’t blame me. Refreshing not to be vilified. And these things I’ve been learning?

Gross. Just gross. And as Gert tells me, “you don’t do gross Zelda. you do happy and light.”

damned right I do.

So this week, after this blissful weekend of rest, I do Normal. I do sleep and rest and water and vegetables. I do laughter and I do the gym and I do work. I do a little cleaning each night. I do some writing. I do some vitamins and the neti pot. I do more laughter and prayer and grace. I give thanks. I move on.

That’s what I’m going to do this week. What about you?