Tewsday Newday
Not news day, I have no news.
But I do finally feel like I'm hitting my stride again. Thanks to all of you for coming to my not-too-recent pity party and giving me moral support. We all take a few lumps now and it's great to have you to turn to and cry for help.
Thanks. You're so appreciated. (((((group hug)))))
That said, I'm more inspired than I have been in a very, very, very long time. I feel like the old Amy again, rarin' to go and ready to make things happen.
I'm working out regularly, which is a big boost to my energy and confidence; I was accepted into Valley Leadership; I have a lot of big projects going at work; I took my first Spanish class last night (Hola! Como esta?); I finally posted the rest of my Eastern Europe trip (although I still have 100 pics that haven't been posted); and I'm getting to bed at a decent time. Every piece is adding up to keep the momentum going.
Now if I could only get Elvis to realize 4:10 a.m. is NOT the same thing as 6:10 a.m. He really wants me to be awake and give him wuv, but I try to ignore him. It's hard when his face is just a whisker away from mine and he's purring like a Hummer on premium fuel. I can't get mad at him, of course. Especially when he snuggles up tight against me and demands belly rubbings. Awwww...kittums.
So that's all. Nothing more to say than I have wonderful friends and life is beautiful. :-)
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Hey I was thinking of you last night! I was watching an episode of Trek (shocker!) that starred the lovely Barbara Babcock. I know you already share some celebrity genes with Gillian Anderson, but Babcock really reminded me of you when I saw her. :-)
As for 4:30 wake ups, Eddy does it, too. Perhaps they can teleport to a midpoint for a kitty play-date?
Them kitties get some stubborn ideas. Soapie says to tell Elvis, "It's all about the wuv wuvs, dude."
I can't wait to see you in a couple of weeks! Actually...NEXT week! I need to PM you...
Anyone who never changes moods or energies is either highly medicated or delusional (and should be medicated).
I hate feeling down and kicked around, but it feels great to pull out of it!
am glad to know you are back to yer own terrific self.
Awwwww, it was my BJ-for-shoes post, wasn't it? that'll perk anyone right up!
:-P
good to have you back and blowing sunshine up our asses! I'll still be here to rain on everyone's parade. *snerk*
juuuust keeeeedeeeeeengk!
Thanks, Mariser. I had a few hits to my self-confidence in the past month and I was close to curling up into a fetal position and whimpering the days away. Needless to say, it wasn't my best party. :-)
Now I feel like exuberant self again. I was having a moment.
I would love to send Elvis off to play with Eddy in the middle of the night. Any chance we can build some kind of cat tube between Phoenix and Cincinnati?
(Every time I see the word 'Cincinnati', I start singing the WKRP theme. Out loud.)
Thanks, Jaypo! I tend to stay on an even keel for the most part, but sometimes we capsize in a storm.
How's that for an off the cuff metaphor?
Superb!