I feel like I have a lot to say but I’m feeling it rather than being able to write it down. You know? I have images in my mind that don’t translate to words. Some of them are happy images, some of them are bittersweet images, and some of the images are creeping in from long ago and causing me to need to take moments to myself to process them. In any case, they remain images, private to me. I don’t mean for that to be my reality, but it is my reality. And, as much as I always want everyone else to be able to tell me what’s on their mind, don’t keep it bottled up, here I am bottling up both good and bad.
In sharable news, I followed up this morning about the job I hope to get and was told I am very much in consideration for the position, with a lot of positive feedback from the interviewers, and I should hear something by mid-week.
Also in sharable news, Sparky and Robin “threatened” last week to kidnap me for a girls’ weekend. I hadn’t told Dawg until yesterday. His reaction: “I need an address where I can send the FBI.” This makes me infinitely happy and dorked out. I’m excited to go on the weekend (dates tbd) for myself, but I’m also happy to give Dawg a weekend to himself to sleep, stare at blogs, watch a lot of TV, cuddle with the kitties, eat Chef Boyardee, allow his mind to freestyle some stream of consciousness about life, hang out with his friends who he never sees anymore :frown: , whatever. I get a lot of time to myself but he’s always working or when he comes home I’m already here and he doesn’t even get 5 minutes without me. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with him and I know he loves spending time with me, but… everyone needs time to themselves. It’s healthy and stuff.
And, lastly in noticeable news, I’m not so good at responding to comments right now. It’s not you, it’s me. I appreciate your comments. I’m sure I’ll swing back to responding to every comment sometime in… um, March. :smiles:
That’s my update for now. I hope you’re all doing well. Have a Happy Monday comma dammit!