Moved In

My middle one texted Bob yesterday and said she was moved into her new apartment in Georgia. He said she was excited but tired. I can understand that. I hope to talk to her today–I plan to give her a call later on, not this early. I think she said she had the week to get settled in and starts April 4. So we are glad and proud of her.

Today is going to be a good day. I can tell 🙂 I feel good, good mood but not too high. Bob is over his stomach bug, so we get to eat good food for lunch today, and my youngest has a guard competition tonight so we are going to go watch her perform. They have a really cute routine where two guys in the band help them out by acting out the song, “Jessie’s Girl” by Rick Springfield. A good solid 80’s tune :).

My fiction project is really rocking along and coming together nicely. I was so scared to start it but now I’m so glad I did. I’m having fun with it. Fun as in writing fun, which looks kind of odd to a non-writer, I think. The words are coming easily and I’m not fighting with the material, and any roadblocks that are popping up I am managing to dispatch fairly rapidly. I know it will likely get harder somewhere along the way, but right now it’s all good.

Had a really good session with Tillie yesterday. Started processing all that I had to do to talk myself into doing my fiction project so we are going to work through all of that and see what from this process I may can take away and apply to other problems I run into that have to do with my abilities, my motivations, etc. So I go back in two weeks and we talk some more. Which is fine with me.

I suppose that’s all for today. Keep the world in your prayers. So sad and so broken. Godspeed.

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