fabulous

I had a pretty fabulous day today. Yesterday was hard, long, and no fun...today, just the opposite. I played in a golf tournament this morning with one of my besties...got to catch up with a bunch of the golfergirls, and then had a great lunch and drinks after...must say, catching up with friends, playing golf, and raising money doesn't suck. Wish I had more for my usual Thursday post, but just haven't run across much fun stuff this week...next week I will try to have lots.

After I got home from the golf course I decided to take some time for myself and enjoy the rest of the day...I was missing the Pea, but tried to make the most of the time at home without her, without falling into a funk. I went for a run, took a long hot shower, and then caught up on a little of the tv in my dvr. I have to work tomorrow, to make up for today, and should be heading to bed right about now, but silly me made the superb decision to grab a coffee this after noon and am still a bit amped up so I figured I would try and write. Unfortunately, not only do I not have anything to share for my Sh*t that doesn't S#ck, I don't have any stories either. Seems like even though life has been busy and crazy, it hasn't been chaotic, and out of chaos usually comes the stories.

I feel like I am finally settling into a routine, getting my shit straight, and doing an ok job of taking care of both me and the Pea. I guess it is about time, huh? DH and I are finally at a point where things will be finalized and settled...we had what should probably be the last "talk" today. I had a bit of Cosmo courage leaving the course (we HAD to drink something pink, it was a breast cancer fundraiser after all) and was feeling good, and made a call I had been dreading. Luckily, he was ready to talk, and we got it all settled. It wasn't fun, or nice, or easy, but there was a huge sense of relief when it was over. We can finally both move on. This past week has been tough on both of us and the Pea picked up on it...she acted out in school and hasn't been sleeping, and I think we both realized we just had to get it done...face the losses, suck it up, and move forward.

There were 5 cancer survivors playing in the tournament today...2 just a year cancer free. Seeing them, hugging them, taking a step back from my shit for a minute to realize that having my health is so very lucky and REALLY, all that matters, changed my perspective a bit. Maybe it wasn't just the Cosmo that gave me courage...maybe it was being inspired by women far stronger, tougher, and more resilient than I. Surviving cancer: doesn't suck...surviving, and thriving, and taking advantage of every day...fabulous...cheers to you ladies, and thanks for the inspiration.