21:21
Mood: Mentally Tired, but still scolding myself for my Procrastination
Music: Drunken Sailor - VoicePlay
Thought of the Day: “Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other” - Abraham Lincoln
Book Referral of the Day: Owl Flight by Mercedes Lackey
Craft / Sitting Room and Library are almost complete. I’m taking my time, which drives Mom nuts. I’ve learned, though, that if I rush to finish, then I feel like I’m trying to live in a box that doesn’t fit. There’s no comfort in a personal space like that. Even with a cat.
I have a job interview with the City again. Things will be much easier this time around, since I’m already an employee. It’s not a New Hire so much as a Transfer. Hoping things go smoothly. It’s time to get a position with benefits.
For those of you who are still reading. Kudos. Thank you for hanging in there. For those of you who may be new. Welcome. The words written here are my thoughts as I think them, from my perspective, and based on the information I have. They are also going through a PTSD filter, so I apologise in advance if things get a little wonky. This is part of the therapy after all. (Self Prescribed) I’m working hard on my Mental Health. It’s a heck of a lot easier now that it’s such a social focus everywhere. I’ve come a long way. When I glance back, it’s amazing how far I’ve come. I’ve always had a wide variety of interests. I’m trying to narrow those down so that I can focus on them better. After shaving away the smaller things, I’m down to Reading/Writing, Music, Wire Wrapping, and ME. The last one is a new addition. I’m not ashamed to finally be proud of it.
I’m rubbing off on Mom too. Her Mental Health is still her responsibility, but I try to lead by example.
My birth Father still refuses to admit that I exist. Surprisingly, this doesn’t bother me quite as much as I may have before. I’m still amused. My cousin helps by being on my side. I’ve also got a healthy attitude about it. He wants to deny it? Okay. I’ll help. So for Father’s Day I sent him a DNA kit. No clue if he tossed it, used it, or gave it away. If he doesn’t use it, then he’s a coward and he knows it. So, just waiting to hear Something from somebody. Cousin thinks it’s hilarious.
“The sun goes down, the stars come out
And all that counts is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came.”
And that’s all I have to say about that.
Sweet Dreams!
