There are so many things going on in my life right now. New job, new outlook on my health and mortality, and an upcoming one-year anniversary with the man I love more than life itself. My wonderful brother offered us the use of his condo in Gulf Shores next weekend for merely the maid's fee. I look forward to snuggling on the balcony.
I spoke with a good friend last night. She is younger than me and is experiencing high blood pressure and cholesterol problems. Damn. When did we all get to the age that we need to worry about eating cheerios instead of waffles, and slowing down to take "me-time" instead of living life in the fast lane? I worry about her. But talking to her has made me realize that yes, we are all evolving into that dreaded word ... adults. I mean real adults. Not the adult that can vote, go to jail or buy beer at the corner store. Not even the adult that has to pay rent, mortgage and power bills. I mean the adult that has to start worrying about gray hairs, wrinkles, and excercising enough to keep the aging monster away. Adults on cholesterol medicine and stress reducing drugs. Whew. I never thought I would grow up.
I talked to Thrifty last night for an hour. For the past few years his life has been an absolute mess. Drifting from rebellion to alcoholism to dependence on friends, and finally, FINALLY to loving himself and realizing that having what he wants sometimes means you have to push some of the pride and rebelliousness to the side and give yourself up to introspection, to knowing you are worthy of love and willing to sacrifice for things that in the end (fingers crossed) will be good for him. I know this won't make sense to some of you who don't know him, but in our conversation last night he really inspired me. I hope he keeps up with thinking about things before jumping in hair first.
I heard a noise last night. Tick tock. I think I have baby fever.
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