it is sunday afternoon and i am climbing back into the frame of mind that i prefer; i.e., that 95% of my life is an incredible blessing, and 5% of it is a minor annoyance.
my funds are momentarily stabilized, my kitty is walking better every day (of course, he gets a lot of PT from yours truly) and the phantom pain from my amputated relationship has mostly abated.
and i have to say, i am SO GLAD that i'm in an alternative reality to the one currently in full sway here on planet Earth.
i joined a networking group recently in an effort to boost my business. surrounded by the 'cream of the corporate crop' i valiantly stand and give a 30-60 second 'commercial' about My Business, TazMassage, every Thursday morning between 7:00-8:30 a.m.
[other businesses represented include real estate, mortgage broker, house inspector, insurance, financial planner, skin care specialist, appraiser, escrow officer, house cleaning service, etc.]
the mortgage broker has made 2 appointments to see me, and twice he has done a 'no-call-no-show.' (this is very bad ettiquette!)
after the 2nd n-c-n-s, i left him a polite phone message detailing my fee for non-cancellations. the next day i got an email from him, timestamped 11:20 p.m. the previous day, in which he told me that he had JUST gotten home from the office, and how much business was on the line for him, and how much he was personally taking responsibility for until 'the condition' got more stable.
since i am news-aversive it took me a couple of days to catch on (of course i was dealing with my own 'destabilization' as well). but when i realized how much of his--and soooo many others--whole life is plugged into a failing system, i got a momentary insight in to just how big a splat is going to occur when the proverbial you-know-what hits the proverbial fan....
so the more emotional upheaval i can successfully navigate, the better off i will be to counsel/heal/assist others who are just starting. i guess. makes about as much sense as any other explanation.
meanwhile, earlier in the week, i went to see Sicko, and recommend it whole-heartedly.
the story about the 9-11 volunteers is quite moving, but i also loved the part where Michael Moore anonymously sent a $12,000 check to a man who had created a Michael-Moore-bashing website.
the man had posted a notice that he would have to shut down the website to save money, as his wife needed some surgery that wasn't going to be covered by their health insurance.
"bravo for life's little ironies"