I’m not doing so bad…..
I got up a little early today to start getting things ready for Daddy and his interview. He let me sleep and chill last night after we got home from karate. I’d built up a little credit yesterday and he was happy to let me borrow some. (I’ll talk about the credit thing in another post) I got a chance to say morning to Adam while I checked my mail before he headed off to sleep. Damn that boy works hard. ๐
After I got Daddy out of the house, I at my oatmeal (lol) like a good girl and started doing some office work while I set myself available to take Tarot calls. I got some accounting done, a little update to the budget, and spent some time finishing up the papers that need to go to TES to confirm the money I spent on phone calls to orginize the security team. Since we are going into the city to support Tat’s this evening, I figured it was a great opportunity to give it to them.
The card calls have been slow but at least I can do other things while I’m waiting on them to come in. That includes take a short break (read: cat nap). I’m not so bad waking up to take a call if it’s not serious sleep. Daddy called to tell me how his interview went and Tat called to let me know she was on her way here. I opted to stay home instead of go to the nail salon with her. I got my eliptical trainer out of the way and actually went and did 20 mins of weights (gasp…shocking I know).
I’m still working on my patience and taming my gremlin and they still creep up on me now and then but the volumn is not quite so high and I have a great family who is helping encourage me. Daddy even gave me advice on how not to seem too needy to guys last night. LOL Tat’s is being a great sounding board and hug buddy. And Adam, despite his own stress and fatigue, is making time to text me or show me he cares. A girl couldn’t ask for more (despite the fact that I do LOL)
It turns out I’m not going to Tat’s tomorrow night. I have to get up really early to go yell at Drs. on Thursday. First stop will be the Endocrinology office. I spoke to a very nice lady on the phone today who even made it appear that they actually care and will write me a script for the amount I need until I can get an apt. We’ll see when I get there. Then I’ll head to the psychiatrist. I have to check in with her and hope she was bright enough to get me some samples the couple of times she was in the office but didn’t bother to call me back. Let’s all cross our fingers her “ignorance” of the lifestyle sticks to curiosity and not hostile disagreement.