First, I was hurt at many of your responses too my previous post. I do not share the lifestyles/choices of most of you, but I still support and do not criticize. I only expect the same respect in return and do not feeling like a voodoo doll being pin pricked.
Second, I really wish Chris were in a better place. I am going to try hard to call him more routinely. Neither one of us wants to loose contact.
Third, I have a date on Saturday night. This new guy is one I emailed when I joined the dating site for my birthday, so he is 'safe' for me to date on BOTH issues. He's a decade older than I and never been married. We're going for sushi, something I've always wanted a teacher to try. I'll admit he's seemed a little pompous on the phone, but I think I can get around it, as it is early and airs are common early.
Fourth, my son is actually showing motivation (without threats) in going to school. He's up early and getting a shower, eating breakfast. This morning we had so much time as to do an assignment that we didn't realize we had the matarials to do. He's excited about starting gifted math and violin, plus having us visit him for lunch. His father and I are amazed and hope he keeps it up.
Fifth, I see my psychiatrist in a little bit. Am going to ask for ritalin or something. Need to wake up and it figure it's the only way I can do EEG training is with it - oh the irony. Then after her, I see my therapist, then my GP. Hopefully there will be a plan for my tiredness.
Sixth, tonight I am hosting a singles thing. Looking forward to the appetizers, beers, followed by a movie. Can't wait. One of my favorite things in the world is a buzz and a flick, combined with safe driving. Hope my malaise doesn't interfere. Or this perpetually bouncing leg.
Seventh, ex goes for a follow up visit to a cardiologist today. He originally went to the dr for pink eye, then the dr heard a right side clog (didn't know that was possible to hear), then ex went for a stress test. Today is results day. I figure it it were really bad, they would have snagged him last week. I have really been affected by the thought of his heart going bad.
Eighth, so what's up with you? School? Hating following a bus in traffic? Break me out of this bubble and tell me what you're up to.