I feel like 'me' again, the person I used to be...you know....Before.
I hope that was the end of it and dread that it will happen again.
Nothing has changed in my life, I mean, No Thing. It is all the same.......except that it is different.
The financial shite is still there, I still dislike The FW, I am still disappointed in the Best Friend, I still would like to move to another house, preferably with one less in the family (snigger).
Yet, it is all bearable, doable, manageable, okayable. (sorry about the last one).
I feel quite light, clear and if you will, a bit cheerful. And wearing Clothes too, look at me all dressed and everything.
I have enjoyed the sun, made the bedroom a nice place to be, sorted yarn which is a marvellous job, enjoyed a barbecue in the garden with the kids that The FW prepared and cooked. I have talked with The FW about his family (grrrr) and he told me is worried about the Cardiologist appointment. I will go with him unless he says otherwise. Because I feel able to.
I had to 'fess up about The Depression to him because on Thurs when I went out early the post came and there was The Letter with 'Private and Confidential' on it and the sender label with the hospital name on. Great, just great. I fudged a bit about how what and when, but gave him just enough info to get by. He said he didn't know. (How the Fuck could anyone not notice, I mean Really!)
I have been expecting to go offline any day (poss tomorrow) 'cos he still can't pay the media bill (boring).
I want to thank you Lovely Peeps for "being there" (cliche cliche) but you have, you really have and I bless you for it. Thank You.
The Sun 'as got 'is 'at on, 'ip 'ip 'ooray, the Sun 'as got 'is 'at on and I'm comin' out to plaaaaay.
I saw a quote somewhere, it said -
"I'm not happy, I'm just fed up being miserable"
I like it.