Messed Up

Didn't get all of yesterday's goals accomplished today, but I did keep on keepin' on.

I am to be "sprung" from cardiac rehab next week, which means that I need to take up the slack on my own. Went to the Plainfield Rec Center (again) to buy a membership. Need only now to make myself do the walk!

Nathan's father went through hell on his way back from delivering Grandma Judy to her sister's and daughter's for a visit in the south. I didn't add it all up, but I think it came to well over $1,000. Ugh!

I can hear cheering from my patio this evening. Monrovia's Bulldogs meet Paoli tonight at Plainfield for semi-state...for the first time in the history of Monrovia. Their band will play at half-time. I should be there! I'm just not... Go Bulldogs!!!

Thanksgiving approaches. I wish things were different, but they aren't...so I will drive to Illinois and contribute what I can to the feast. I will miss my grandbabies, but I'm not invited to their Thanksgiving. New realities. New times.

I think, after Tuesday's events, that I have turned a corner. My appetite is back. I have slept the last two nights. My acceptance of things is "only God can make a tree". I can't make sense of things in my life, but I am beginning to accept that I am not the one in control. Neither is the one who thinks she is!

Good night!