Watch me bare all.
I think I am finally regaining a connection with my true self. It is amazing how the mind can disconnect from the spirit and make itself all there is.
The true, brand new me is more mellow, less overwhelmed, less stressed, but I will definitely not take any crap. If something is disagreeable with me, I will let you know. The new me is more determined than ever to take back control of her life and enjoy life completely.
My life is going to move in a more positive direction, gawddamnit.
Reading my old journal entries (from the two old journals) has truly put this struggle into perspective. I've been here before, but in a different way.
In the aftermath of this, I've let my body go beyond my comfort level, and for that reason, I've started a strict workout routine again. Also, I will cut back on drinking again. Talk to me in a month when I'm close to my goal. This will happen, but I say so.
I am sick of my haircut. I don't know what to do about that yet.
Today, Trenton lost his first baby tooth. Technically, this is his second, but that was unnatural -- dental surgery. How exciting that my little boy has gotten to this point. He is almost 7. According to the dentist's office, he hasn't gotten the mouth of a 6-year-old yet. He didn't get his first tooth until he was over a year old. This is a big deal, you must realize.
Other things:
-- Placebo and The Damned are playing in October, and I must go.
-- I have jumped on the Lady GaGa bandwagon.
-- My puppy now weights almost 15 lbs. He's like a little dog man! I love him.
-- Still no news about work. I may just apply for something part-time and low-responsibility until that time comes.
-- Today is day 1 of my and TJ's collective effort to quit smoking.
Week one: 6-8 a day.
Week two: 4-6 a day.
Week three: 2-4 a day.
Week four: 0-2 a day.
Then, zero!
I've had two today so far.