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A switchy thanksgiving

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I’ve been at the house of a very good friend of mine all day today. We cooked a thanksgiving dinner together. But, here’s the secret: I think I’ve been switching all day. I’m not sure of the specifics because I’m only now getting to know my peeps, but I could tell at times that I was switching into a young person. As I’m still getting to know everyone, I don’t know who I switched into, but I know I did not feel like myself. The other thing I noticed is that I was getting headaches, and I’ve observed that I tend to get headaches when I switch a lot.

I think my friend just attributes my kid-like characteristics to another side of me, which is true. But, it is more than he realizes. Still though, it’s been a very good day.We made a kick-butt cranberry apple pie, among other things. The best part is that we get to spend the night here tonight! Yay! We love sleepovers. The other bonus about a sleepover is that we all tend to sleep better when we’re sleeping at a friends’ house. I don’t know why, but that’s how it is.

Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate the holiday!

 

 

In the midst of chaos, there’s hope

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It wasn’t all bad news yesterday.

I went to my favorite place for brunch after church. (By the way, church was fine. None of the peeps got upset.) I don’t go to my favorite brunch place as much as I would like because it gets mad packed. But I wanted to eat there so I told myself I would persevere. It paid off. The hostess recognized me, and asked me if I would like a counter seat if one came up before a table. I said yes, then this bratty young woman next to me started trying to get the attention of the hostess because she wanted her to know that she and her boyfriend also wanted to eat at the counter if that came up first. She made a complete ninny menace of herself. I think because of that they ignored her. The staff knows me, and treats me well even though a good bit of time may pass between my visits. They ushered me over quickly to a counter seat, and, for some reason, they gave me my tea for free. I had the brunch special:

General’s Benedict (never heard of it, but it was tasty) – two biscuits with poached eggs, braised chicken, sauteed mushrooms, caramelized onions, and white sausage gravy (the Texan in me was thrilled that white gravy was on the menu!)

The  bratty girl and her boyfriend were still waiting for a table when I left. Ha!

When I finally was able to go to the laundromat to drop off my laundry the cashier gave me a wink-wink and charged me a lot less for my laundry than the scale read. She smiled, winked, and said something about taking care of regular customers.

Yesterday while I was flat on my back in bed trying not to feel so heavy, and trying to find the strength to get it together, a friend of mine texted me and helped me get out of my fog so that I could get things done. Vicki, if you’re out there, I freakin’ love you. I love you for being such an awesome friend, but, yesterday, I especially loved you for texting me helping me get out of the bad neighborhood that’s also known as my HEAD.

Even when the chips are down, the universe can still cut a person a break or two. Yesterday was proof of that.

Again!

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Yet again I am stuck in my car. Finally dropped the laundry off, got my meds, stopped and had dinner. I am at Starbucks, but the damn place is full, not a place to sit.

I can’t go home right now because I will never make it back out to pick up my laundry in an hour. So, here I sit because I am too foggy to drive to the coffee shop just 2 minutes away. Blech.

I appreciate everyone who has commented, and made me feel less alone today. I am sorry I’ve not been good about replying to comments, but please know that they are read and appreciated more than you know.

It does not feel like there is going to be relief for me any time soon. This is half a life, not a full life.