Maybe all the emotional hulabaloo of last week has simply left me incapable of feeling any more drama, but I’ve been feeling very “ducky” as a buddy of mine has taken to calling me sometimes. Times like this week when things just roll of my back like nobody’s business.
Possibly getting laid-off? I’ll deal with it.
Have to fly to Portland and back in the span of 12 hours? All good, I took Friday off!
I have this inescapable feeling like life is good, or if it isn’t right now, it can be. I feel calm and not like a crazy person. And the cherry on top, I kind of don’t hate myself.
My joints have even been cooperating with me. These past two mornings as I walked down the stairs and began the process of taking inventory of my pain, I realized – no pain! Whee! I’m young again!
Ha. Right? How long is this gonna last =P