long, lost me
Skip=140. Yikes. So I've been quiet lately. I haven't really felt much like talking. I'm going through an apathetic spurt, I guess you could call it. Even therapy this week was kind of a bust but it left me chewing on some stuff I don't like about myself very much so it's not entirely wasted experience. So I've been obsessing in that way that I do and smoking pot. I'm going through something with that subject that is just too raw to talk about here but I can't hide from it so I will mention it.
Work is going very well. I continue to be invited to cook on the hot line during lunch and that's been very fulfilling for me. I'm also becoming more comfortable with my purpose when I am at work and have learned to be easier on myself in regards to the amount of pressure I put on myself to get everything done. There are other people that can look after things. They won't do it as nice as I would but they can do it and I have to let them. That's a pearl I picked up in therapy. All of my overachieving that saw no recognition and caused me to be bitter and resentful has been put to rest by adopting this strategy. And so far I have really enjoyed how much freedom this allows me.
We went to hang out with Vanessa last night and she gave us our early Christmas presents. Mine is a t-shirt that says "Vagitarian" across the chest. This is a close replica of the original "vaginatarian" t-shirt I saw two years ago at a Sam Roberts concert. Needless to say I'm wearing it and have started to like all the weird looks I get wearing it. I think I might wear it to Sam Roberts tomorrow (tomorrow!) too. Laundry is a dirty word in this house.