Thursday, December 23, 2021

Prepping

So things are... things. I'll be up front and admit that 2021 has been a raging kick in the ass. Early on, Andrea died. My job went to shit. Moved to Cali and came right back with a lack of housing. Was homeless for a spell before I landed another apartment in the sticks, and another job I'm not too keen on.

On top of all the other "wonderful" things, I was in another car wreck a few weeks ago. Yet another concussion, and I'm stuttering again. Back pain, awkward, painful walking, the works. I'm just over it all. I'm waiting for 2022 to kick into high gear. I can't wait to get back to writing my book, and I decided that in January, I'm going vegan. I mean, just for a month, but still. Plus I'm planning to hit the gym starting on Dec. 28, when I start my new job.


Plus I'm going to get money from my car being totaled out. I was out today, a few days before Christmas, looking for things for my home. I'll be honest and admit that a lot of my stuff in California, still in storage. Naturally, it's costing me an arm and a leg, but I can't get back to it until March, when I pick up my items and drive them back here. So I'm sleeping on an air mattress until my funds are up and I can make this feel like home again. 

The last time that I was at a Goodwill, I found a funky little tv stand, that now sits in my bedroom. And today I wandered in to the same Goodwill, and this time I found an amazing, colorful dresser. Large enough to hold my unmentionables, so that I can take them out of the plastic bin that's been filling over with their presence. My son managed to bring the dresser in and as I began moving things around, out of my bin and into my new dresser, the Sex and the City spin off "And Just Like That" played in the background. I didn't watch the show much in my 20's and a bit in my 30's. While I didn't watch the whole thing from front to back, I'm overall aware of the story, followed up by watching the movies several times.

It's no secret now that the character of Big has died, and Carrie is now older, set off to live life as a newly widowed woman. It felt so familiar, as I slid the dresser into place, and began moving things around, complimented by a lit candle. I'm getting ready for a new year and new changes. Veganism, back on my steps, a new job, Theo is here. I'll have to take it easy, as my back is barely held together by duct tape as this rate.

And later in my ceremonious moving around of items, I caught up on Insecure. I like the show. Like so many other people, it greatly inspired my move to Cali. I've made peace with being stuck here until my baby is out of high school, but right now I have exactly 1,615 days until I can move back. Not that I'm counting down or anything.


It's ironic how much I clung to the idea of being in relationship, but some days, I miss being single. I don't miss the dating game, but I've realized how much I enjoy my own company. I love all of my travels, I loved my sordid affairs. I love my sense of adventure. I really am comfortable in my own skin. As I move things around, I feel myself getting ready for the new year. I'm closing out old client cases, and letting my brain and body heal, so that this upcoming week, I can step into my new job ready to take on the world. 

I don't know what's going to happen. But I know that things will be well. That's what I'm planning on, and that's what I'm manifesting. And that's what will happen.



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