I need to apologize to people who are getting a variety of answers to the above question when I am asked.

Doing
Fine
Okay
*shrug*
Good
Alright

What I mean to say is "I don't know how to answer that right now" (and in some cases: "I don't want to get into it with you").

It really depends on the moment, cause sometimes I do feel "alright," but last week, quite often, I was "not good" but no matter what "True Faced" (the book as seen below...I'm not currently reading, but have already read) says, I don't want to just come out with it.  Especially around EVERYONE and their cute little yorkshire terrier.

We'll see what happens.

I will now attempt to write a poem to the world.

There once was a world from Nantucket
that found a poem in a bucket
it was crumpled and wet
but it was legibly wret
Though it was genuinely muck-ed.

It's that time again where we need to decide what to do with our time off.  This is normally exciting or at least preplanned.  This time, though, it's been hard. 

1st, we need to agree on a place

2nd, we need to stay within our budget

3rd, we need to work with the amount of vacation hours we've accumulated at work.

4th, we need to decide when is a good time for us to take that vacation.

Now, it's starting to feel like a chore!  What a bummer. 

 

In other news, I need to shout out to my homie in Nashville.  She might visit this site soon...I actually spruced it up so it's not as dorky as before.  Now it's got a theme going.

Work is hard to talk about, since most people I know work there or attend there.  I do long to be honest.  Perhaps with Monica on Monday.  :)

Okay, peace out.

 

Oh - one last thing.  Bryce and I have started eating according to our bloodtype.  It's been good for my stomach and digestion so far.  Also, my energy and attitude has been up...I recommend it.

Tuesday was an aweful aweful day.  Wednesday started bad, but then became good.  Thursday was just there.  Friday was fun, though I had a headache and was really sleepy.  Today was Saturday and it was pretty good.

Tuesday was a day of anger and tears and injustice and defensiveness and feelings of quitting.  It was a day of brain acrobatics in fear and of tenseness.  It was aweful.  The only good parts was hanging out with my husband.

When someone holds something back from you that belongs to you and uses it as a threat to get something they want, I concider it blackmail and ungodly.  When someone says, "you can't give people i.o.u.'s" but just spent the last few weeks giving people i.o.u.'s without talking to them about it, I concider it dishonest and rude and wrong. 

I did find out that I am a different person than I was a couple years ago.  I have a voice now.  I have too much inside to not let out.  I have more of a urge to speak up than I used to.  Thankfully, it's balanced (mostly!) by a desire to speak Truth in Love.

I'm sick of fear, control, lies, theft, injustice, and bad business.

What I love - my family, my friends, good food & drink, feeling satisfied (what a gift).