For a moment there I couldn't remember the password and worried I'd not be able to access this journal ever again.
Then, it worked. Hello again!

I'm still alive. It was a truly magic year that was harder than I thought it would be and we learned quite a lot.
Now living in San Diego, set up with a new massage job. Leo is almost two. How fun to go back and read the things I wrote just before he came!
It's funny how little changes even year to year.

It makes me so happy to think;

In a few months, My Doctor and I will jump into a vehicle and go explore the world. It may not be bigger on the inside, and we are stuck exploring only one timeline, but really, how much better does life get? You and your child and him, having nothing to do but find adventure.

I should not be on the computer right now. My visiting teachers will be here in 35 minutes and I am in my pajamas and the front room is completely messed up from Tobias' instrument fixing junk. It amazes me how little time it takes him to take a completely clean room and mess it up. That partly why I'm writing now. I began to clean up and just kind ( Read more... )

So, my mind has hit a snag. It chews this topic of thought like a dog with a thick bone ( Read more... )

I had an anxious dream about returning to work. I showed up at my appointment, only to panic that I didn't have my supplies or table with me! I went to find a table, but the one I found was little more than a long cushion. I tried to assure the client that I could make this work but she seemed dubious ( Read more... )

It's early and I don't want to wake Tobias with my tip-tap keyboard writing, but I'm too curious-excited-anxious-wired to sleep well. Keep having dreams that THIS IS IT to wake and find it's not ( Read more... )

Wednesday I woke feeling better than I had in a long time. My chores have been woefully neglected because I simply have not had to energy to do them, but that day I felt like I could at least make a good dent in them. I did really well until ( Read more... )

Dang it. Now I'm depressed. MUST BREAK FREE... ugh my back hurts.

It was less than ideal yesterday. I obsessed over the issue all day, drowning my panic in apple juice and Skyrim. I felt terribly guilty about being such a lazy bum, though, I did do a little bit of laundry. I am deeply conflicted inside, over just how much activity is 'enough.' Last week, my body seemed bent on getting by with as little sleep as ( Read more... )