Wednesday, March 18, 2009

thanks

My overall anger level was back up to crazy last night…I didn’t run over anyone, but the whole session the other day? Out the window…I was full on pissed. I will not go into details on this public a forum, but let’s just say, as far as I am concerned, I understand NOW how a woman in Georgia beat her ex-husband near to death, WITH A SHOE. To add to my pissedoffedness some jackass keeps calling me, looking for the person that USED to have my phone number, and he woke me up at 5am this morning. I had the alarm set for 5:25 and I REALLY needed that extra 25 minutes. After the half asleep cussin’ he received, though, don’t think he will be callin’ anymore.

On a good note, I am feelin’ much better NOW. I had a very productive day at work…I have projects up to my eyeballs, I am crazy busy, and it feels good. The other, and probably more important, factor in my mood is the overwhelming support I got over the last 24 hours. I gotta say, despite having a real hard time reaching out sometimes, when I do, I don’t ever regret it. Both Mclovin and Booya were there to talk me off the ledge last night…Smash built me up and got me on track this morning…following a wee breakdown upon walking into work a few minutes late and feeling overwhelmed at a meeting and project that was thrust upon me, my work “family” rallied around me and offered up what I can only describe as a circling of the wagons…and then to top it all off, Gigi and Dude were there this afternoon to further build me up and make me laugh and get me happy.

I have never, in my life, felt so cared for and supported and well, loved – corny as it sounds. My relationship with my parents is the best it has ever been, I have more (real) friends than I ever have, and I have never felt so secure and so sure that no matter what, I (and the Pea) will be OK. I have no idea where we will end up, or what life will look like, but I am confident that with the people I have in my life, the rest won’t matter. I was a mess last night, and never did either of my boys lead me to believe (although I am sure they were thinking it) that I was a full on pain in the ass. This morning, despite Smash having a whole lotta her own stress right now, I was able to rant and vent and got some very sound advice. When I just needed to cry for a few minutes and get a hug, all my office mates were there, and never did I feel embarrassed or silly or stupid. And when I needed to just chat and be cheered up, my buds made themselves available, despite their own lives and jobs and issues.

I am blessed, in so many ways…I am thinking back to my Thanksgiving post, ditto that now…and thanks, all of you…you know who you are.

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