It's another Monday...another day of, so-much-to-do-so-few-hours-in-the-day! But it all gets done in the end. And if not, so what! I've completely packed my supplies for IU, so bring on everything else...I can handle it!
This weekend wasn't an easy one...for most of us. It started with the memories of 9/11: the phone calls we got, and the calls that never came. For many of us, Friday melted into Saturday and the 1 year anniversary of the local MetroLink crash that killed so many. 8 years and 1 year... the sadness isn't diminished because of time. The sense of pride in those who responded, and the way communities pulled together, should never be forgotten.
Not only did I spend the weekend wondering about our world and our lost sense of security, but I also spent the weekend wondering where my child went: the sweet boy I love, who has been replaced by an ungreatful, nasty, mean, miserable asshole. I understand that being out of work is stressful...I'm the one paying all of the bills, so am WELLL AWARE...but why does he have to be so f'ing mean to me? This is definitely not putting me in a great place, so might be a bit of a cave dweller.
And my stupid arm is still awful...only been 4 weeks, can't imagine why I'm grouchy about it! I need the nerves unpinched so my fingers will stop being numb, and so that the radiating shooting pain will lessen.
However with all of my complaints...Mel and I did 22 miles Saturday, and my nails are again long enough to be airbrushed...life is good!
xo
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