Just so you know, I'm still alive.
I'm actually working on a post right now, but I have to take time off, to give my brain a break. It's hard when you come to realizations about yourself. You can't tell by looking at me, but sometimes it's hard to point at yourself and say, "hey, I've figured out all the things that make me so fucked up." It's even harder to address those things and know that they have to change before you're able to move on within your life.
I'm also not getting around very well. You know how we've been having that drought? Well, I wish we were in one right now. And you know that's abnormal for me to say that. Every effing time it rains, it feels like someone is trying to wrench my right leg from it's socket.
I've started packing...a little. I need to go back down to surgery tomorrow to see if I can get some smaller boxes. I have plenty of huge ones, but I can barely lift the ones I have. Suxes.
Give me time. I have like 2 weeks till I'm supposed to be out. I'll make it. I don't know how, but I always do. After that, lots of things will be changing. Those of you who need to know will receive notification as events warrant themselves.
Those who don't - well, I bid you adieu. No hard feelings, but it's just time for me to move on...without you.
It's been a long time coming, but I need this. I'm actually looking forward to it. Most of you know how I am - I'm not good at staying in one place for a long time. Change is my friend. I've been obsessed with it since mom passed away.
Who knows what's in my future? God does.
Laugh, if you must. Because I don't care.
*ouch* Ok, have to go find some meds - my knee is predicting a hurricane in the next 5 seconds. And, it's gonna be a big'un. Cows are laying down all over the state, as we speak. God, you know what I could go for? Coffee. I don't know what made me think that.
Oh, right - meds. Ok, more later.