Beastmomma

These past few days I have stayed late at the office to help put together a grant that just went out about an hour ago.  I got permission to leave early, but instead I am taking a mental break and will jump back into organizing my office and catching up on other things. As I look around my office, there seems to be trails of paper everyone. They are actually piles that just got off centered, but I keep hoping that they will lead to somewhere wonderful.  It is funny to make a wish on skewed paper piles.

This morning I had another good session with the therapist. We talked more about the conversation with *Sunday* and about the blog and the reactions.  I was reminded that the blog and my posts are essentially snapshots of experience. I also use this place as a venue for working through my insecurities and processing things with which I struggle.  In the post about my discussion with *Sunday*, I do not think that I conveyed that there were good things about the conversation and good things that he said and was willing to do which made me not want to give up on him or us just yet.  Plus, I do not think that my misuse of language helped... I used the word "Flushed" instead of "Fleshed" which adds to a more negative stance. 

Thank you for caring about me and making sure that I am taking good care of myself. It helps me make sure that I am clear about my actions and choices.  << I believe that was the point.