I guess that leads me to the drinking thing. Except for the John Mellencamp concert and being with my family during Jace’s tragedy, I haven’t been drinking at all. I feel great about it, but unfortunately my anxiety is now totally “controlled” lol-by food. Ugh. Fucking food. For real. I hate it. But I do feel good about the not drinking and hopefully I’ll have a hold on this food thing shortly. My friends and I have been trying to plan our girls Vegas trip today. Hopefully that will be the push I need. Well, shove I need…well, throw me to the ground and beat the shit out of me that I need…I need something big.
I’ve been back at working on the book. Ah, and I love it again. I’d buried myself in it for so long, that I don’t know that I even liked it anymore. But at my editor’s suggestion, I took some time away from it, and now see it with a fresh set of eyes and as a story and not all of the work and editing that needs to be done. I have to tell you just how much I adore my editor. She’s one of those people I think I was meant to know. I just feel it.
I’m feeling good and am waiting with great anticipation for 36 more minutes to tick by, so I can get my night going (Ryne has a game). It’ll be a beautiful night for baseball. I hope this day finds you well and full of peace.
Oh, and this song is on the CD that I've been listening to for far to long in my loser cruiser. Still love it. I think we can all relate to it. In some ways, I still relate to it every single day.