This week flew by!
There were a lot of errands to the financial attorney's office Monday and Tuesday before the hearing on Wednesday afternoon, and then a fire at work needed taking care of so I went back in to the office to deal with that. My therapy appointment has been rescheduled for Thursdays, and it was a very good visit, though super emotional as I start to unpack why this time of year gets under my skin so deeply. Vivian and I had a lot of fun on Thursday, the first day I have been able to pick her up at school, and then went to the gym -- she loves swimming lessons and I had been away from the sauna for too long.
I finally began reading The Gifts of Imperfection and it is so good that I want to buy a boxful to give away to everyone. I checked mine out of the library and I encourage everyone to see if their library has a copy. It is just the most wonderful little book, and I'm looking forward to getting to the Guideposts at the end as well. Brown takes us through getting to the other side of shame -- which we all have and none of us talks about -- to get to love and belonging using courage, compassion and connection every day.
Speaking of books and classes, I had a bit of a panic when the prof posted the assignment for last week three days late -- three days is a big deal in my world. It got smoothed out, and in the process I found out a lot about my vulnerability points and what I count on and think I need. Self-awareness is daunting, and doing the work is actual work, in that it leaves me tired and worn out no less than moving boxes of furniture.
Speaking of moving, the whole of the neighborhood is moving at the end of the school year, or at least those of us who are left after the first wave of moving happened in the fall. It's unnerving and I'm taking a deep breath. Housing insecurity is dicey for me.
This weekend is my birthday, and we are starting the celebrations tonight with a showing of Godspell up at my university. I'm really looking forward to it. Then Saturday we have a few things to do, starting with a second garden party at the Friends Meeting House, then cleaning for the party and then a meeting with the attorney. Sunday is cooking in the morning and meeting friends at the Meeting House, followed by a bit of downtime (for real?? I must be missing something) before we pick up Vivian for the party itself and then folks start arriving. I'm looking forward to it, actually. Side note: I just realized I've no idea when we are scheduling baking the cake. That needs to get figured out.
There were a lot of errands to the financial attorney's office Monday and Tuesday before the hearing on Wednesday afternoon, and then a fire at work needed taking care of so I went back in to the office to deal with that. My therapy appointment has been rescheduled for Thursdays, and it was a very good visit, though super emotional as I start to unpack why this time of year gets under my skin so deeply. Vivian and I had a lot of fun on Thursday, the first day I have been able to pick her up at school, and then went to the gym -- she loves swimming lessons and I had been away from the sauna for too long.
I finally began reading The Gifts of Imperfection and it is so good that I want to buy a boxful to give away to everyone. I checked mine out of the library and I encourage everyone to see if their library has a copy. It is just the most wonderful little book, and I'm looking forward to getting to the Guideposts at the end as well. Brown takes us through getting to the other side of shame -- which we all have and none of us talks about -- to get to love and belonging using courage, compassion and connection every day.
Speaking of books and classes, I had a bit of a panic when the prof posted the assignment for last week three days late -- three days is a big deal in my world. It got smoothed out, and in the process I found out a lot about my vulnerability points and what I count on and think I need. Self-awareness is daunting, and doing the work is actual work, in that it leaves me tired and worn out no less than moving boxes of furniture.
Speaking of moving, the whole of the neighborhood is moving at the end of the school year, or at least those of us who are left after the first wave of moving happened in the fall. It's unnerving and I'm taking a deep breath. Housing insecurity is dicey for me.
This weekend is my birthday, and we are starting the celebrations tonight with a showing of Godspell up at my university. I'm really looking forward to it. Then Saturday we have a few things to do, starting with a second garden party at the Friends Meeting House, then cleaning for the party and then a meeting with the attorney. Sunday is cooking in the morning and meeting friends at the Meeting House, followed by a bit of downtime (for real?? I must be missing something) before we pick up Vivian for the party itself and then folks start arriving. I'm looking forward to it, actually. Side note: I just realized I've no idea when we are scheduling baking the cake. That needs to get figured out.