I’m not gonna lie. Today was tough. I cried a couple of times which normally makes me feel a million times better. Keeping things bottled up makes me emotionally ill. Crying releases the bad toxins into la-la-land.
Took some maneuvering to get an appointment and I ended up with a knee guy because otherwise I’d be waiting until December. Timing couldn’t be worse. We’ve exhausted our PCA funds … something we’ve not done before. I’m calculating scenarios of worst case and wigging out.
After work, to move myself off the ledge, I went outside to be with the doggies. They cheered me right up. Then I set my timer and walked to the mailbox and back then to to the barn and back … loop de loop for about 30 minutes while I sang off key at the top of my lungs.
B gets home and just knows. He talked me the rest of the way down. Now I’m perky and smiling again. And I know I’m truly blessed beyond measure.