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Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.
You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.
So a quick and dirty update on my life.
Tim continues to work although I think he has come to the realization that this type of work will be impossible to continue for too many more years. He has the mind of a young man but his body has been completely torn down by years of abuse and of hard physical labor. He is exhausted and grumpy much of the time and yet he makes to work every day. This in itself is a milestone for him because he has a reputation of laying out regularly. I am very proud of him.
Bella--OMG. I could go on forever about the angel babe. Incredibly smart, furiously mobile, zooming thru life with a ferociousness that scares me. She remains my inspiration, my source of joy, and the reason I am totally exhausted all of the time. I worry about everything with her but a hug and a look from her sweeps away any fear I try to hold on to. She shines.
Me--well I don't know. I feel good most days. Then I will have a bad day and it seems all overwhelming again. The last week or so I have started not sleeping or resting again. I don't know what to make of it. I am still dreaming so I know I get some rest. I remain confused about my job. One day while I am there I feel right where I need to be and then if I am at home I feel like there is no way I can go to work and take care of people. So the dance goes on.
Basically everything is okay. Tim and I have our good days together and our bad days together. I have always said to other people that relationships are like accordians. Some times you are closer together, somedays you are further apart yet you remain part of the same instrument with the potential to make beautiful music together. On the bad days I try to remind myself of that. :) I am excited about the change of weather. Although as usual in SC it has gone from unbearable hot to freezing. But this is my favorite month, my favorite season and my favorite type of weather. This weekend we are going to the fair. It isn't the state fair but the local county fair. I can't wait. It is perfect weather and I can already taste the food. I laughed at myself the last time I went to the fair. I said "It's sad when your favorite booths are the mary kay and the tuperware booths". I would say I had become my mother but for those of you who know my mother that would be hysterical. My mom, yeah, she's the flaming redhead on the rollercoaster with all the men hanging around in groupie like style. I should be so lucky.
So now I have updated and hopefully that make people happy. I must say it has made me feel better and less stuck in a rut. Go figure.
I love you all, Yvette