I can make anything into a pie.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm happy, guys.
Ok, not quite happy. I'm not generally a happy person, in the conventional sense. As my beautiful Stuart Murdoch says, ''Happiness is not for keeping. Happiness is not my goal." But, I do feel oddly content. Frustrated and anxious, yes, but I feel a lot more joyous and light-hearted than I have done for a while. Which is awesome, cos this last month has sucked. Hard.*
I dunno. I've just had a really great couple of days. I'm getting on top of things at work, and have had lots of compliments from my bosses. I've had some fantastic conversations, and lots of laughs. I had my first bass lesson in several months on Monday, and that was brilliant. I've missed it. I can play Nirvana now. :D Knitting club was, as always, lovely. I'm back doing Irish dancing, and, while I'm not as springy as I was at 15 when I first started, I'm loving it. My legs feel like wood, though. Can't be stretching properly.
I'm even starting to deal with the situation at home a bit better. I feel I can stomach being single. Just for the moment. There's lots to look forward to.
Yeah. Just thought I'd better document this one. Just in case it doesn't last.
Aw, and just so you know, Mr Toxic Bachelor never emailed back. No "I-Told-You-Sos" please. I can only try, and hope.
* I am aware that there are others of you going through much worse than I have. Big hugs. You know who you are.
I'm happy, guys.
Ok, not quite happy. I'm not generally a happy person, in the conventional sense. As my beautiful Stuart Murdoch says, ''Happiness is not for keeping. Happiness is not my goal." But, I do feel oddly content. Frustrated and anxious, yes, but I feel a lot more joyous and light-hearted than I have done for a while. Which is awesome, cos this last month has sucked. Hard.*
I dunno. I've just had a really great couple of days. I'm getting on top of things at work, and have had lots of compliments from my bosses. I've had some fantastic conversations, and lots of laughs. I had my first bass lesson in several months on Monday, and that was brilliant. I've missed it. I can play Nirvana now. :D Knitting club was, as always, lovely. I'm back doing Irish dancing, and, while I'm not as springy as I was at 15 when I first started, I'm loving it. My legs feel like wood, though. Can't be stretching properly.
I'm even starting to deal with the situation at home a bit better. I feel I can stomach being single. Just for the moment. There's lots to look forward to.
Yeah. Just thought I'd better document this one. Just in case it doesn't last.
Aw, and just so you know, Mr Toxic Bachelor never emailed back. No "I-Told-You-Sos" please. I can only try, and hope.
* I am aware that there are others of you going through much worse than I have. Big hugs. You know who you are.