I’ve been so incredibly busy this week I haven’t had time, nor energy to think about anything except what is in front of me. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could live here forever? Okay, so I’d eventually wear out and be the worse for it. One must still say HooZah! for the reprieve, regardless of how short.
Can I just say, I’m not at all impressed with counseling. At this point I’m not sure why I’m there. All we discuss his him. His conditions. His pain. Him, him, him. Yeah. I get to say things, but he always brings it back to him and his……………………………..GAHHHHHHHH!
I’ve got another insane schedule next week. I like not having time to think about me. Frankly I’m rather weary of trying to explain myself. I’ll muddle through, and then life should get interesting. Not sure how, but it will. Cuz things need to change.
Puts on music and starts to dance in my chair. Life is too short for so much angst! Hey, Ho… feeling the beat. Bobbing head.. love chair dancing.