I took a number of fun pictures today, but my computer is being too slow at uploading them. So I guess you will just have to do with the words.
Today started out with me anticipating not getting my car back. I planned the different bus routes I would have to take. Then headed for a walk to the bank and the store. Now, I'm not in the best of shape these days, but I blame most of my exhaustion on the fact that I am still sick. Low-grade fever, achiness, tired all the time.
But on I went to the bank and the store. Then came back to a bagel and orange juice. And a nap (after only being up for 2 hours).
I got up from my nap and Sammy, my personal angel, called to say that, despite not having the check, they would be releasing my car to me today. He sent a driver over to pick me up, and I went to pick up my car. Today has been a mixture of joy and angst...angst over the fact that I'm feeling such joy at having my car back. But really, it's raining and I'm feeling sick, and having to take 5 buses to get everywhere I need to get is just demoralizing. (I will remember these days fondly in the future I'm sure).
I went to my therapy. There's a lovely rose bush outside of the office that is just blooming right now. How fucking cool is that! Blooming at the end of December. Therapy was good...I know I've mentioned having difficulty asking for what I need from people: here's why. There is this old belief that I have that if I want something too much, I will jinx it. In other words, I can't want something or I won't get it...mostly this has to do with the affections of other people. Where I get into trouble is that if I deny that I want something (and therefore don't go after it) then it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy.
But the joy of the day came after my clients were done...I have 3 whole days of no work (dialysis or private practice) and staying home. B and I had discussed going to LA, but apparently it's going to be bad weather on the way down and we've opted for not going anywhere and hanging out together on NYE (that probably means no snogging, since B is not inclined in that direction...another snogless NYE *sigh*).
I'm going to lie abed tomorrow and listen to the rain...and read trashy novels...and watch movies...and maybe clean (because B is coming over, I think).
Doesn't that sound brilliant!