Count me in on the back and forth shuffle of life. For sure.
javachik, at this point it's how fast we can get a plumber here and then pay the fine and I have to pay a deposit. And tomorrow's Friday. He also offered to run a "work-around" pipe for a few days, if necessary.
May have scored an awesome wood chest from my neighbor, gave my leftover puppy pads to another neighbor, met two more new transplants from NC with an adorable runty boxer, and gave my number to another guy who knows people looking for a place to live, all in the space of about twenty minutes. Irish Channel likes carrots.
Speaking of, I may be able to actually report on whether St.W likes carrots, or at least my spicy carrot slaw.
Nora, I hope you have a nice relaxing weekend. Did you have a release party last night? How did it go?
Yep, Trumpet release party! It went OK, but I packed up and took away a case of wine I should have left and I tried to return it today but the place was closed... will try again tomorrow.
Weekend: ahahahaha, will be working from 1-8pm at the Beasts & Brass fundraiser on Sunday. And will have to fight organic food lovin' yuppies (I KNOW- guilty as charged...) to get figs on Saturday. But we will figure out some chill time.
dirty!
Ahahahaha! That might be later though.
...not that kind of release party.
Is Beasts and Brass sold out? It snuck up on me. Am also willing to volunteer if you need another pair of hands.
It is not sold out to my knowledge! [link]
If I hear that they need more volunteers, I will let you know...
I think that's how life IS. There is no clear-cut progression. You just keep moving and eventually the forward steps outnumber the back.
I try to remember this, but it just feels like the backward steps outnumber the forward steps more often than not. I get discouraged, probably too easily.
I've found other people to give me some of the parental validation I'd been wanting - my dance teacher, my aunt, my friends, Buffistas!
I've said it before, I'll say it again -- the support of the Buffistas is amazing. If I didn't have you guys to vent to, I would have been in a clock tower with a rifle by now.
I meet with my other PT on Tuesday (who I like and trust much more), and I want to talk to him about it. But I'm really not sure what to say. I want to be able to handle this in a professional matter that will hopefully get some results rather than with the anger and sadness I'm feeling right now.
I think that you should just say this:
I just can't do everything on my own and, While better, I am also nowhere near the goal my doctor had for me in going to PT in the first place.
If nothing else, your doctor's goal should be something that they pay attention to.
