It's my 4 year Michi-versary. Four years ago today I rolled up into this bitch and became one of them. I may be off a few days to be honest. I can never remember if it was the 15th or the 18th, but it was somewhere in that time frame. If it was the 15th, well, I forgot. So I am moving it to today. Can you believe how much has happened in four years? Divorce. ENM. Transition. Made friends. Lost friends. New girlfriend. New hair. I've gotten older and wiser. I've stayed young. I've traveled. I've gotten stuck in the house. Sickness, surgeries, new animals, lost animals. I've lived a lifetime in these four years. Insane. Just downright insane.
Yesterday was no exception. Lots going on. New couch was delivered. New faucet got installed. Groceries were delivered. Yet work is the same old shit isn't it? Four years down the road and I am teaching the same shit, spewing the same things over and over. Guess I need one consistent thing in my life. I am grateful for that. I feel like I did a lot yesterday but did nothing at the same time. The day went by quickly. I've never been so content in a relationship. That's saying a lot for someone with my personality type. It's very easy for me to get bored or tired. I blame my failings in the past on that to some degree. I don't see a problem with them on this. C has a sharp mind, a mind that challenges the world, a mind that asks questions. A mind like mine. I put all the pieces together finally. I know the pieces fit. I know the pieces fit. I know the pieces fit. I know the pieces fit.
Therapy. Doctor appointment. Lost River tiki bar. Welcome to Friday.
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