Around something or something, I awoke enough to think, “Did I set my alarm?” Then I had a long, drawn out argument with myself over “Of course I did” “Oh no, I did not!”…back and forth until finally at 5:14 I turned on the light and realized, oh no, I did not…. I got up. When you’ve just lost an argument to yourself, there isn’t much point in sleeping in, there’s no sense of victory.
I felt slinky and svelte in black. Better food choices really make a difference, although I have mental affairs on my spinach all the time. This is why I cannot wait till Friday: no sugar, but lots of “fuck yeahs!” with Mexican food.
Work went well. I met our newest person and caught some really good vibes. It was a very busy day with some terrific occurrences: a client opening up after weeks of denial, another with great insight. These are good things. An emergency session was cancelled so I was able to go see my therapist.
Here more stories poured out – she remarked on the incredible contrasts in my life. Yep – there have been some extremes, to be sure. I also was able to schedule my next law and ethics exam – and this time I’m not concerned about not passing, because I know I will. I am able to look at vignettes and understand what is being sought. “What is the impairment?” A cool lady in a cape used to ask me that.
Home to my kids, who weren’t home yet, but you get the point. I cooked myself my dinner and later spoke with my BFF from da ‘hood. Soon, the whirlwind which is December (this is the first year it will be like this for me) will begin and with it, much music (I hope) which will soothe my soul a little bit.
Pictures: Mabi, catching some relation from the fire that only took my 45 minutes to start (what.the.fuck.am.I.doing??); Next Thursday’s plans.
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