Fickle Fifteen
What, you didn't think I was going to skip a day, did you? No, I am committed.
This is what I am grateful for today. Girl POWER teamwork. We have worked our assess off and made great strides, all by ourselves with no man at all whatsoever... well, I take that back, we did borrow my brother in law to help move a washer and dryer and couch.
Bad dreams abound. Sample?
Me getting texts on my phone in my dream. This is what my screen looked like:
C: ::Picture of family::
Me: That's awesome. You guys look very happy. I'm happy for you!! Thank you so much for sharing. I miss them like crazy.
C: Yes, I am so much happier now.
Me: Well, that's good. Good for you.
C: I should have done it a lot sooner...
Me: Done what?
C: Left you. Everything is so much better...
Me: ..............
C: I'm just really happy.
Me: I'm.... That's great. Have a good Christmas.
I woke up crying. Then my snuggle slut Bailey crawled up and burrowed her nose into my armpit and I giggled so loud that it woke everyone up.
I have blisters on my hands, cuts on my knuckles and bruises on my knees and I love it all. I haven't been this sore in a very long time. I feel bad for not being able to keep going but 2:45 comes early. I just hope I can walk tomorrow.
