What a Wonderful Day

Mom came over for coffee this morning. We sat by the lake and enjoyed the water. Water is majestic. Sounds corny, I know. Totally aware of that. Water brings me peace. I even love when my neighbor waters the lawn. It is nice to be able to sit outside. I love coffee with mom. It is always such a pleasure to have her in my own house.

I just finished up some homework. Did not do as I had hoped on a couple of quizzes. C'est la vie. That is exactly why I do all the extra credit. It's a balancing act and at the end of the day, there is always more that could have been done. I try to feel accomplished after the day and try not to think about all the impending information in my mind. It's a mixed up little place, my mind, that is. Silly little brain.

I have a date today. I am excited and nervous and totally, well, ok with it. It's a fun thing, no expectations, no crazy ideals, just a meeting for ice cream and conversation. Now, I can handle that. A disaster of a date the other night. Just hysterical. Without going into details, I will say this, it reassured me that my boundaries are firmly in place. That is a good feeling.

Alas, it is time to get ready for said date. Here's to hoping it is an adventure, if nothing else.

A Good Day

It's a beautiful day. It is warm, but not hot. There is a cool breeze. It feels like September. I like September. I used to despise the end of summer. Now I thrive on it. In my old age, I'm starting to realize, I hate the heat. Enough about that. Because today is simply gorgeous.

Many people from the past have been showing up again. It's in my chart. I am not surprised. But people are coming out of the woodworks. People I thought, and some I hoped, I would never hear from again. Alas, they are here. I am just going to work with these tides and take it all in. I will not provoke any given situation, simply see what unfolds.

School is stressing me out and my third class has yet to begin. Thus is life. I signed up for this, so I really should not complain. I love school and my classes and professors and my colleagues. All incredible. For the first time in my life, I feel I am doing the right thing and am in the right place. In the words of my mother, "Keep fighting the good fight."

The Queen

This morning I thought my cat was missing, injured, or dead. Ok, I know the dead thing is really dramatic. But, I think my cats are like my kids!

Clark was out and about with me all morning while I was getting ready, but Tyra, the queen, was nowhere to be found. I called for her, to no response. Being already late for work, I jumped in the shower. When I opened the shower curtain and she still was not there, that's when the death thoughts popped into my brain.

So, as my panic set in, I knelt down to look under the bed. Out she strolls with the sleepy eyes, looking at me like, "What?!?"

That dang squirrel queen cat.