I Guess It's Turning...

...into an every other day thing.

Yesterday, I joined (some of) my family to celebrate a birthday.

We drove two hours and had a marvelous time (while oldest stayed home like a stick in the mud with a list of chores to complete). I enjoyed myself. We laughed. We told stories. We ate. It was lovely.

Once I'm out of the house, I have a nice time (on most occasions). It's just hard to get out of the house.

That being said, in about a week, I get to go on an adventure. I'm picking up a boat load of books that a new friend picked up for me at a garage sale (all Stephen King. All hardback. I'm still squealing with glee) and she's promised an adventure. I'm actually excited!

It's so cool to feel excitement rather than dread. The coolest part is that it is for me. I don't do a lot of stuff for me. I used to think that was okay, but I'm beginning to realize how wrong I was.

I just need a few things to fall into place to make this wonderful adventure stress free.

I. Can't. Wait.

I woke up today with a headache. I didn't let that stop me. I took a couple of Advil and pressed on to do grown up stuff. I did it all with a smile on my face looking forward.

I know it's only been a little over two weeks (I have stopped counting days, it's just too daunting and too much disappointment), but I'm pretty sure the will be a med adjustment at my next visit.

There are still a ton of ups and downs. Too many, in my opinion (who has no medical background whatsoever) and I will tell her that when I see her in three or four weeks.

So, the best thing that this new joy, this something to look forward to has given me is the motivation to write. My mind has cleared, and my storytellers are starting to awaken again.

I can't think of a better reward than being able to sit down and write again.

~Kim