Wow—it has been 9 days since I last posted. Believe me, it’s not because I haven’t had anything to say—that is not a problem for me, quite the opposite usually. I have missed spending extended time with my blogosphere family—I think I tell you way more stuff than I tell my real-world family. Do you do that? It’s so easy to share here, isn’t it? And the support I get back is awesome.
I have been trying to keep up with everyone’s goings-on—and maybe even leave a comment or two when possible…. BUT, to sit down and write something hasn’t been possible….
And that’s daunting for us fibro folk—we get overwhelmed. And exhausted by it all. We don’t like that it happens, but it does. Causing us to have to husband our reserves. To let some things slide and do only the absolutely necessary stuff.
Right now, for me, that means starting to “de-thing” myself and prep for moving at the end of June. It is amazing how much stuff you can accumulate in 10 years…. I left my marriage with about 3 pieces of furniture, a set of dishes my bridesmaids had given me, my books and my clothes. Now I have 3 rooms that are an ode to IKEA, about a hundred CDs, lots of kitchen ca-ca—and my memories. The thought of packing it all up and schlepping it somewhere else sends me to bed.
But, then I think of my mother. She’s 87 and she just came all the way across the country in January. Who am I to whine. But, also—how do I explain this fibro mess to her? She knows I have it of course, but we haven’t been around each other enough for her to grasp the full nature of what’s going on. She’s trying though—she really is.
Add to this the fact my employer is completely revamping our work process—and breaking up the fantastic team I have worked with for almost 2 years now [I love them, they’re as twisted as I am]—and I really want to crawl under the covers.
Work has been EXCEEDINGLY busy—like crazy insane busy—and the powers-that-be feel this new model will make things easier. We’re all reserving judgment and hoping it isn’t a complete clusterf@#k. Pray for us. [I know, I know—I should stop kvetching! I have a job when so many people don’t]
Sorry to come back with a rambling rant…..
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I believe tomorrow is Earth Day….. I remember skipping school with my boyfriend to go to Belmont Plateau in Fairmont Park for the first Earth Day Rally. There was music and speeches and tons of hippies in the sun…..
I'm gonna get in touch with nature by watching the next to last episode of RuPaul's Drag Race now.