Out Of It

Whoa. I guess we haven't talked in a while...I had no idea that M stopped by at Christmas and I'm sorry that it has left you feeling bad. I tried to call just now but when you didn't answer either your house phone or your cell, it occurred to me that maybe you don't want to talk about it. If and when you want to tell me more about it, you know where to find me.

I decided to let myself shut down today. I hurried home after school so I could beat the rush at the gym, but as I changed and passed gas for the hundredth time (TMI?) after my lentil soup and salad lunch, I thought, hmm, maybe the gym is not a great idea today. So I put on pajama bottoms and turned on the TV, made an iced coffee cocktail, and grabbed a bag of Bugles. I didn't eat the whole bag, and it took me two hours to drink the cocktail, but I am feeling relaxed. I'm not going to cook, because one thing may lead to another, and cleaning will follow. I'm keeping the lights dim and after the news will go upstairs to grab my book and read for a while tonight.

So that's my story. It was great to unexpectedly just get yours on the phone, and so good to hear your voice.

Love you,
Barb