things may just be beginning to look up
today i went for a long walk with michelle between rainstorms. we stopped at the grocery store, and then for coffee. we sat outside and alternately frowned and grinned at the horoscopes as raindrops speckled the papers in front of us.
i went acupuncture and was congratulated for this new change in my life--making space, making space.
also, i am quite pleased to announce that today i got my library back. i told the man at the counter i was there to make amends, and he lowered my fine from something over eighty down to twenty-two. i happily paid it, thanked him profusely, and vowed to myself no more than ten items at once. i promptly put all sorts of things on hold, and then checked out a book, a cd, and a video.
when i got home i put the gillian welch cd on loud, and made myself dinner--an anchovy-free puttanesca of sorts--enjoyed it even. i seem to be on the break-up diet. i have been having trouble eating lately, and it feels good to finish a meal. i must admit though, that i am pleased to be fitting into my favorite jeans again.
i may settle into a movie here as the light dwindles from the sky, perhaps a midnight drink with michelle and her sister, and tomorrow i will drive down to school, put in a full day of printing, pick up my cap and gown, and end the day with a thesis group meeting. (i suppose though, that now that this is all over we may have to rename our little group. perhaps we should just start calling ourselves the survivors.)
there were tears today, yes, but i feel a little calmer, a little more like things will be ok again. they are not right now, but they will be again.
i went acupuncture and was congratulated for this new change in my life--making space, making space.
also, i am quite pleased to announce that today i got my library back. i told the man at the counter i was there to make amends, and he lowered my fine from something over eighty down to twenty-two. i happily paid it, thanked him profusely, and vowed to myself no more than ten items at once. i promptly put all sorts of things on hold, and then checked out a book, a cd, and a video.
when i got home i put the gillian welch cd on loud, and made myself dinner--an anchovy-free puttanesca of sorts--enjoyed it even. i seem to be on the break-up diet. i have been having trouble eating lately, and it feels good to finish a meal. i must admit though, that i am pleased to be fitting into my favorite jeans again.
i may settle into a movie here as the light dwindles from the sky, perhaps a midnight drink with michelle and her sister, and tomorrow i will drive down to school, put in a full day of printing, pick up my cap and gown, and end the day with a thesis group meeting. (i suppose though, that now that this is all over we may have to rename our little group. perhaps we should just start calling ourselves the survivors.)
there were tears today, yes, but i feel a little calmer, a little more like things will be ok again. they are not right now, but they will be again.