P'tit Loup mentioned that she and I were sharing parallel experiences of sister's this weekend. Well, it seems that there are a couple of other blog women who are experiencing a parallel experience of what I like to refer to as "heat." Perhaps it's not a complimentary term, but the experience of increased libido coupled, sometimes, with aggression and restlessness...seems pretty primal to me. It's a strange experience to be feeling pretty down and still have this happening. It makes me even more restless. I think it increases the yearning. I can generally clock this with the first two weeks of my birth control...and this time, as I mentioned, it started with my dream last night.
Anyway, enough about that. Fair warning, this post has some random elements.
I mentioned last night, that I'm contemplating moving from my apartment to save money. I talked to B and we are going ahead with the plan. She's calling her current building manager to start the process. The plan is for me to move into her place (a studio apartment) with her until she is able to move north to be with her new home and hubby. Then I will take over the lease. It will be a considerable savings for however long her transfer takes, then it will be a modest savings. But still a modest savings is an improvement over none.
You should all be proud of me. A client began conversation about terminating therapy tonight, and the top of my head did not blow off in panic. In fact, I feel too calm about it. Am I not taking it in? Am I just on overload? Any loss of income is going to be felt pretty seriously these days.
Why would someone decide to start a career in colonic hydrotherapy? I saw in ad in a local paper for this and I just have to wonder what leads someone down that career path...
The neighborhood around The Retreat has some fantastic lights. I might have to emulate Le Flash (since he seems to not have found easy access to the internet again) and do a pictoral of the beautiful lights. (Ah, pretty pictures!)
And, soon, I will be off to "sleep, perchance to dream." One can only hope.
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I know, this is an obvious, and crude bad joke, but all that came to my mind after reading about the career in colonic hydration, or whatever it was is: "Maybe because they are full of shit" Hahaha, I crack myself up with this bad joke. It also reminds me of a favorite movie of mine LA Story when Sarah Jessica Parker says after a colonic "It really clears your head" and Steve Martin replies "I don't think they did it right."
Hi Spinny, do you have a hotmail address where I could contact you? would you be willing to sent it to me?
So I am in heat, huh? I got a giggle about that when you wrote it on my blog, but it makes sense, I suppose. Although, this doesn't happen to me on a regular basis. Kinda freaks me out. Nice to know I am not the only one who feels it though.
Yay for you getting something worked out. Things will be okay.
ActionSpin...do I get my own action figure? I can only imagine what the toy companies would do with my figure.
Strange, though, I feel mostly like I'm not doing much and my tendency is to sit very still in a corner somewhere.
As for the apartment, we still have to get through my credit check first (I have a negative claim on my credit due to fraud that I still haven't been able to get removed).
Ah, Foxy, you are sweet. So long as I don't have a witch's hat and robes...I'm a pretty urban witch and only dress for ritual when I'm leading something bigger.
There should be something where you could change the color of the hair, too. Although I like my color, it may not suit each little girl.
That was lovely of her. Even though I was a blond girl, I would have loved more diversity in my toys. I certainly wanted better clothes (Barbie clothes are the most attrocious, generally).
Actually, I was. I wanted a Barbie in the worst way. She spent a lot of time, at one point, having sex with Ken. But mostly we would gather, the 3 or 4 girls on my block the same age, and have a little Barbie town.
These days, I've been known to rescue discarded Barbie's at thrift stores or flea markets. I'll have to take pictures of the ones I have.
do you get a magic flying horse as well?
(phrases you weren't expecting to write today: #43)
Congrats on working out a new plan for the apartment. Maybe the start of good things to come...
Bargain - I want a magic flying dog, like in the Neverending Story!
I always wanted a magic carpet, though now as an adult I could see that it might have some drawbacks. No seatbealts, for example.
You know you've lost that spark of youth when safety concerns start entering into fantasies. I mean, when's the last time Aladdin worried about the carpet's lack of side curtain airbags???
Anyway spins, congratulations on working out a plan to save money by moving. Best of luck!
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