Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Bring me the toothless
Going back to work was very nice until noon, then I just wanted to go home and sleep. It was very tiring to have to think so hard all day.
I got on the scales this morning for the first time in months. I let out a string of words that left me embarrassed from having heard them. I must do something about this. The weight that is. Damn.
Sober daughter text me last night to say she had gone 24 hours without any type of pain reliever and although she still can't really see out of that eye, she is no longer afraid that it will fall out. Now it is time to face the OB/GYN to find out why she had 2 bad pap smears and why they said it was imperative that she come back immediately. "Immediately" has passed but she had to take the emergencies in the order they arrived. Thankfully, God has the same list we do so he knows what's next and will show up right on time for this as well.
My husband has been working diligently on taking apart an old sewing machine, piece by piece. I am trying to arrange the parts in a large shadow box to go with my metal art pieces. This is the year that I am going to attempt to interest someone in buying them. How I'm going to do that, I don't know yet. I'm also going to sell a very nice ring that I've had hidden in my pantie drawer. I got it 25 years ago in a dope deal. I'm guessing the heat is off by now.
Tonight is my home group meeting so it will be a long day but I look forward this meeting because it's in a high dollar rehab with lots of bewildered people to listen to. I don't sponsor many women from this particular hospital because I scare them I think. Hell, give me the toothless, the shoeless, the desperate. Those are the women I like to work with. Those are the ones who want to hear about the grace of God and life changing steps.