A good day
Grania on Feb 28 2009 at 8:47 pm | Filed under: The Journey, home sweet home
I’m in a wonderfully good mood today. It boggles me because insomnia and kidney pain have been my best friends all week, I’m exhausted, but happy. It’s weird.
This morning I got up early and had breakfast with a good friend. We used to work together and she was laid off a few months ago. She was one of my best friends at the office. I’m glad that’s translated into real life friends now. She’s a cool person, smart as hell, and not afraid to have an opinion about things. We’ve had some interesting conversations. She’s still unemployed but she’s about 1000% more relaxed and engaged with life again. That’s good to see. She’s taking the time to figure out what she wants to do when she grows up. She’s actively looking for some kind of calling to something new and different that has a purpose that she finds rewarding. That’s good to see. She could work anywhere and be miserable. She’s putting thought into how to work somewhere and be happy. Nothing turns my inner counselor on like seeing someone figure out what’s important and working toward it. YAY! Good for her. She’s actively learning how to make her life better. We had a good talk, and a few laughs. That was fun.
She also does my taxes for me. I was her first appointment at the tax office that she’s working at on Saturdays. Now that I don’t have any dependents or anything that complicates things, I could do my taxes myself, but it’s nice to have someone that knows what they’re doing take care of it. It took her all of 15 minutes. That probably saved me a couple of hours. I get a little bit of a refund too. YAY! I was worried because I’m still claiming an extra deduction, but it turns out that is just about right. The few hundred dollars that I get back will go toward the bill reduction 2009 plan. Every little bit helps.
I ran a couple of errands and came home after that and took a nap, then got up and straightened up a few things. I’ll have a couple of boxes of things ready for charity by the end of the weekend. The remaining clutter in my office and bedroom is mostly stuff that needs to be removed from my life. I am at the point where the progress in decreasing the clutter is tangible. The difference is obvious. It feels good to be simplifying. It feels more peaceful and in control. Everything that I take out of there is a step closer to where I want my house, and my life to be. I turned some good music on and sang away a couple of hours while I was organizing the office this afternoon. I haven’t felt like singing like that for a while. I Wanted to Sing. It wasn’t just humming along with the radio, there needed to be quality notes coming from my throat. Making music is becoming important again. There’s a joy in me that’s re-awakening. I feel like my life is getting back to where it was before I hurt my back. I wrote a bit about that last week.
To top that all off, Roomie, totally out of character, almost let me hug him today. That made me smile. He’s been working his butt off. He keeps his distance when he gets going because he doesn’t want to break the momentum. He goes like that for a couple of weeks at a time, and I respect his space. We haven’t eaten together, or even talked at any length for a few weeks now. He’s exhausted. He came upstairs for some tea, and we had a fun moment. He was messing with me, and that’s OK. Kind of big brother-ish. I couldn’t see if he was smiling, but I was. As much as I’m a hugger, he’s the polar opposite. He keeps his personal space, well, personal. Somehow he backed me into a wall and was being a brat not letting me move. I threatened to hug him, and I put my arms around him as much as he’d let me. He didn’t back down too much. It’s nice to hug a friend sometimes. He was still playful when he came up later. It was a good day at home.
