Before I kick outta here and head to my bed, I wanted to say that sleep has been quite elusive of me lately. But last night was the best sleep I've had in weeks. And it was due to y'all. Like I said to bonny earlier, it's amazing how good rest can help heal and today, for the first time in a long time, I felt like
me
again. Fighting, working, pushing. I've been on the Give Up Train since the house went on the market and today I feel like I can see the end of what felt like a very large, rocky, treacherous tunnel.
Thanks for being my Tribe, y'all. I love you all more than my luggage.
I still haven't figured out the order to getting things done.
I keep thinking if I just figure something out like that, my bills will get paid and laundry done and house clean on a magical regular basis because I put it in order somehow. Keeps not happening though.
Happy Hugs to Aims! Good luck with the sale. I hope there is a steady stream of people. And those that don't buy stuff, will buy some lemonade, so the cash register keeps ringing.
Hil, Fuck Cancer, indeed. Good thoughts going to your friend.
I took one of the bandages off and that was a mistake. I'm still not clotting, which is worrying
Oh Bonny, I echo what everyone else said. I really hope it starts clotting/healing soon. And if its not clotting in the morning, do seek out additional medical attention. Also, and I hope this doesn't come off as strange. When you change the bandages. Please take some pictures. It may help should a court case come of it all. Or, at least, to show the "friend", and help cluestick her into paying the bills her dog caused.
Steph, that is truly an amazing blackout story. I think it was a sign for you to just take it easy. Enjoy the simpler things in life. And spend some quiet, quality time with the man you love. Glad you enjoyed the evening. Sounds blissful.
Smonster, hope you got a great nights sleep, and all the anxiety was taken away by the sleep fairies.
May all my Bitches have a wonderful Friday!
bonny, I hope you slept well and that you are healing.
This was the quote up in the top right as I logged in:
Tracy: 'When you can't run, you crawl... and when you can't crawl, when you can't do that--' > Zoe: 'You find someone to carry you.'
'The Message'
'Nuff said.
Aims, I hope the yard sale is a raging success!! Regardless, you are Getting Rid of Shit, and that is pretty much always a good thing.
I choose sleep (with a little help from Xanax) and it turns out that is what I needed. Duh. I feel much calmer and saner this morning. Would have liked to have a bit of a lie-in/snuggle session with the pets, but they're scraping the siding next door and since that's less than 3' away, it sounds like they're scraping my house. I'm making a to do list as I eat breakfast and clean up the kitchen.
Thanks for all the love and support.
I woke up with a dislocated shoulder. I've got it back in place, but everything around it is still really tender and fragile. So much for my plans for today.
That's hellish.
I know its relatively common for you, but its gruesome nonetheless.
Oh, Hil. I'm so sorry.
If I could ask for some -ma, we could really use it today. The CU is coming out today to do a site visit and decide if they are going to offer the business line of credit AND possibly refinance a business equipment lease we pay through the nose for. I can't tell you how much we need this to happen.
Did not need to be said three times, though I am that serious about how much we need it.
Ouch Hil, I'm sorry.
Much ~ma to you guys, Pix.
I am realizing I should be busy right now, but instead I'm online. oops.
