July 25, 2020
I was pretty much kept busy from the moment I woke up. In the past I was always afraid of committing my time to a billion things. I didn't want it in the way of other things that could have come up that day. Now that I've started living a busy life style, I have given up some plans or made room for others, and you know what? It's okay. It turned out okay. I've always had friends that I felt needed me at every moment of the day. I took it upon myself to be their safety next. In the process I lost so much of what made me, me. It's taken me a long time to come to this point and you know, it feels wonderful.
I made my friends day today by pulling out the Christmas decorations and slinging them up on the cat tree and a few other places in the house. He came home from work with the biggest smile on his face, despite getting to the end of his rope at his job. It's getting too much for him. I know it's not my decision, but I really hope he takes the pay cut and moves into the pharmacy. His job isn't worth the mental strain it's had on him. It's painful for me to see the lack of progress he is making, but I know he's afraid. Less money will make him feel like he is moving backwards. But please! That's not the case. It's just hard to convince him.
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