Really, my therapist is missing out because I’m doing some spectacular things (both for and against my own best interests) while we extend our unplanned therapy hiatus. I’m intimating to new boss in a pretty epic chat that I want to leave in the next two years, more than intimating, sort of accidentally blatantly explaining. We also talked about racism, sexism, and things that have been kosher in olden days that we’re not going to allow to be kosher anymore. I’m going to Salida which was something we talked about me not needing to do back when it was a reward for dieting. My parents agreed to go there overnight for a one-show only travel review where we hit it, the Great Sand Dunes and get the hell back to the safety of our homes (and, apparently, also go to a Rockies game and Celestial Seasonings tea factory- yes, I live in Colorado after trying to obscure that fact for the past four+ years, I do.) I’m weirded out by the fact that they’re not begging off, though that may still happen, and that this is what they’ve settled on doing. They actually wanted to travel, to be on the road a bit and not just go to Denver which we could do at any time. And now, what the fuck, I’m thinking about going to Denver ComicCon for all the Mass Effectery. Like Kaidan’s going to be there! And Fem!Shep. Or their people that voice them. And Ashley.That’s something that wasn’t planned before because we were really sure that we would be going to my grandparents’ and I would be fine doing that, but apparently, it’s not good for her, health-wise to stress out over us coming, so they’ve rescheduled it for the fall and now we’re actually using the vacation time to tonzura koite as it were. That is so atypical, I cannot even tell you.
Wow, all of a sudden life just broke open like a pinata and said here’s the candy, run around like an idiot and grab some. I didn’t have to even swing the Louisville Slugger.
All of that, if I was smart and not caffeinated and worked up having just stationary bike’d for half an hour, should be broken down into its own little section to help with my word count. But I feel buzzy and interested in throwing off this literary yoke and getting back to getting excited about these things which feel so nice and rewarding considering how down I was yesterday. I also saw one of those rarely all that helpful motivational images that actually did remind me that doing this diet is going to take more than two weeks, more than two months for me to get the feedback that is going to make me giddy about the fact that I’ve bothered doing it at all, so I just have to apply this nose to the grindstone again. And happily, I also did not fuck up the diet today! I have also exercised essentially for 30 minutes a day for the whole month of May. That’s something right there.