Well, I really didn't think I'd post again but am feeling a little bit like sharing again. It's been a tough year but I'm cautiously (very cautiously) optimistic and dare I say it ~ a little bit hopeful. I've taken some time off work recently to try to get a handle on life. Between being responsible, in large part, for Dad, my sweet but challenging kids and their travails, and my own demons, it's just been hard to keep up. It's been a great thing though, being able to have some time off. I've been able to tackle a few things that I've been meaning/wanting to do for so long. And my time is normally so fragmented, that it's hard to keep the momentum going with constant stopping and starting. I feel like a loser though when I think about all the women at the school who work full-time, day in and day out. Here I am, working 2 1/2 days a week and I've had to take some time off? Oh, well. It is what it is.
I am so excited about this new purchase of mine. One thing that happens when you constantly feel behind is that something as easy as purchasing a new printer becomes stressful - I just couldn't seem to make the decision to buy one, which kind, didn't want to spend the $, etc. It just seemed overwhelming. Well, I'm happy to say that I found just what I was looking for, on sale, no less, and actually sat down with the instruction CD and got it going. And the coolest thing is - it's wireless! So, I'm going from not printing anything for months and months to being able to sit on my sofa in my living room, type something up, hit "print" and voila! the darling, shiny, new printer spits it out in my bedroom! It is the coolest thing AND it print photos which I probably won't use too often due to cost of photo paper but how cool is it to think that I can just print out a pic if I wanted to? I just love technology, when it all works, that is.
Well, o.k., then, here it is, my "re-emergence", for now. In a family that has had its share of depression/anxiety/mood disorder issues, you learn to always think "for now", because you just never know what's around the corner. I don't think it keeps me from living life fully, though, I just think it's sort of a defense mechanism so when everything does go to hell in a handbasket (as it inevitably will at some point) it doesn't blindside me.
