Thank God.
I ended up doing a headlong dive into bed and didn't get up for two days. I wanted to go out and celebrate, but my kid--normally the voice of monetary excess--talked me out of it. Guess living on financial aid does that to a person. I'm proud of him though--he gave up a good job to follow his dream and I hope he gets there.
I feel--and look--almost two hundred percent better. It's like my entire body is focused forward. Stress is damned aging and all that natural haircolor was freaking me out. Guess I wasn't meant to be that lean eighty year-old with the backpack, jeans and steel-gray ponytail doing world treks and "interesting" things. I'll settle for getting an ergonomic chair. Much as I love my circa 1940's desk, this thing is hell on my legs. Although...it might be good background for my (back on schedule) youtube video.
6 comments:
YAY!!!!!! I'm so thrilled for you! Congratulations and now you can recover for a bit before launching into the next thing.
Ever wonderful. Be yourself, I say, even if that means whatever that means. I guess.
lol, Jen--I know you can't wait to see my videos. :)
Deanna, all I can be is myself. (although it took awhile to realize that :) (and a haircut)
Congratulations! I'm so proud of you! Now rest up, refocus, and follow your own dream!
lol, Liana. I can't help it. I'm dropping like a fly. It's years of no-sleep catching up with me. I really need some caffeine.
Congrats! Rest up and enjoy some down time if you can.
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