pulling myself up once again

had a good day at work and then came home. made lunch, showered and 

then dressed for my online Psychatrist appointment.

Got gas before I got home from work and decided to play the lottery (ha). Gambler I am not - but for some reason

I do once in a while do this.

Had a phone call with my Aunt Mary and Uncle Nick. It was a good conversation

and as they age I am starting to see more humanity in them - supporting Mary as 

she complains about life and talked to Nick about this and that and work. 

Then at 11am talked to my Resident Psychiatrist and Supervising Psychiatrist

and that was a good conversation. They are great. I feel in good hands. The last

word from her was - I believe you're in good hands - in your own good hands and the

good hands of the therapist.

Afterwards went to the Petsmart to buy litter and cat food. Got a coffee along the way..

The appointment left me feeling really with a sense of well being - not like I was perfect

but like I was ok with who I am. Faults and all.

I then came home. Played with the cat and didn't have a plan - ate some pickles and then

had cereal and remembered I had clothes to put in the dryer so that was part of a plan/routine

because of the weekend. Pickles and cereal you say.. not together !! Pickles before going out to

the mail box.. Raisin bran after because the scratch was itching! :)

As the time passed a little bit, I knew I wanted to do something but I felt stuck.

I think changing ones perspective to 'back up' and see what's in front of me to understand

what it means really opened some doors for me to write my thoughts.

I guess I am learning to find meaning again after the jostles of the day.

Sending peace and clean laundry...

Mark