A few months ago, it felt like my life was falling into pieces.
Now, it feels like it is falling into place.
Not even five weeks after surgery, I feel 100%. (Other than some problems with blood sugar control that should resolve quickly once I’m back to working out 100% in a few days.)
I had a fantastic vacation visiting family and friends in the Midwest, leaving me feeling more relaxed than I’ve felt in years.
And I returned to the day job today to find that even if I hadn’t requested part-time hours, circumstances dictate that I will be headed to a part-time schedule anyways. (There’s less worry I’d lose my job entirely, however. Things finally feel stable for the first time in well over a year at the company.)
This is a good thing. I have turned down too many opportunities, put off too many ideas, and stalled on writing my version of the Great American Novel. I will have two days a week (on average) to focus my attention on diabetes blogging and advocacy as well as my other writing. All the while I can keep up on my accounting skills at the day job.
(Still, there’s that voice inside me saying, “don’t get too excited, something’s bound to go wrong somewhere.” I hate that voice.)