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Rainy Days AND Monday in Exodus

  • Feb. 29, 2016, 6:49 p.m.
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I saw my first robin this morning!!!!!! YAY! That means Spring cannot be far off…

It’s in the 50’s here and raining. Dreary. It’s the kind of day that makes one want to snuggle under the afgan and read. Nope, sorry Mezzo. Too much to do to indulge in THAT.

One of the things I did right before I moved was to switch Cell carriers. I’d been with Metro PCS for 10 years. I figured it was time to get with the program, so I went with T-Mobil. Mmmm. THEY sent me the phone I wanted, but included the wrong sim card. They were supposed to overnight the correct one, but it has not come yet. Meanwhile, because we ported my old number into the new account, I have no call phone. PIA, I tell you! They had no problem sending me a bill for a phone I can’t use, though. Figures.

I’m still not feeling any better. I spoke to my AP’s office this morning and they want to see me. Problem is, until my cell works, I can’t contact Uber. So I’m stuck. Once that’s straightened out, I’ll head for the Medicine Woman so she can have a look.

I’m finding that it’s easier these days for me to take things in stride. I’m not tied up in knots all the time, waiting for the other shoe to drop. No listening for Joe’s boots to come down the hall and praying that he goes into the bathroom instead of MY room. I can talk on the phone without fear of anyone else being able to hear me. I can sit and write an entry without someone reading over my shoulder. It’s heaven~

I am grateful to the powers that be for this gift. God, Godess and forces beyond my control. I know that my mission at Joe’s was necessary. I also know that losing ME was a mistake I should not have made. Hindsight, right? I am on the way to reclaiming ME. I see glimmers of the real Mezzo, even as I type, and it makes me smile.


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