Things are not working... but then again, some things are working. It's just frustrating to make plans and set goals, and then be derailed by leaking pipes, janky computers, temperamental hard drives, and PTSD. My physical therapist is booked this week, and I am not seeing my emotional/brains therapist until next week. Our kitchen sink is leaking, and the hen that I thought had made a happy recovery suddenly died. Rest in peace, Fiona.
I could share more, but I think it would be best if I simply made other plans.
And, I would like to add... the time and inclination, the support and opportunity to make other plans
is golden, a blessing, a tremendous wealth of good fortune. So, there it is... I am thankful to have the space and time to see that today I need to make new plans. I may go look at birds, a happy suggestion from my sweetheart.
Virtual hugs. I know about sudden shifts in the plans one makes. The universe laughs... Take care of you...
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