Song Lyric of the Day:
I know that you may think / That I’m a broken little bird in my mind / Cause I’m falling on the floor / I’m climbing up the walls / And every time I get a grip / I seem to lose myself just a little more
Medina / “Addiction”
Finally — I have a few minutes to update my poor, neglected blog. As I wrote last month, things have been crazy busy lately. Thankfully, things have settled down a bit, which is good. I was feeling pretty overwhelmed by life, right up to a couple days ago, even. Actually, I was getting to feeling pretty damn low. But things — and my attitude — are looking up. I feel like I’m regaining control over things I had seemingly lost control of, things are slowing down to a more manageable pace, things are looking up.
Of course, how can I not be happy about planning Coraline’s first birthday party? Aside from the fact that almost a year has passed since she was liberated from my ovarian Bastille (thanks to my friend Elliott for that quote), she’s growing leaps and bounds, walking, and learning something new every day. Rich and I are also in the process of planning a trip to Iowa to visit his extended family; it’ll be great seeing everyone again and introducing them to Miss Baby, particularly since it’s been four years since our last visit. And last, but not least, I did something I never do: I splurged. On something for myself. An iPad, to be exact. On which I’ve written this post. (Thanks to the hubby for his help with some MacBook hard drive cleanup.) So rarely do I spend significant sums of money, in fact, that my cardholder called the morning after I bought my iPad to verify that it was indeed me who made that purchase. Nice to know they’re paying attention, despite creeping me out by listing places I’d eaten lunch that week.
But I digress. I’m still here, and things are looking up. It’s a good place to be.
Now to figure this iPad thingamabob out …