I had my gums gouged out today. I have not had a cleaning in...well, it's a bit embarassing how long it has been, but let's just say, my gums hurt now from my carelessness. My regular dentist was not available but the new, young dentist was just as nice. As nice as a dude with sharp instruments digging into the crap between one'e teeth can be. Remember to floss everyone! Floss floss floss!
Peta called today to see how I was doing (ignore the first line of yesterday's IM convo below...lol). Peta and I are more or less in the same boat - heading to uncertainty on the MV Dunno. The difference between us is that she has someone to come home to and cry about it when it gets too much. Someone to make her lumpy oatmeal or share a Haagen Daaz with. And she got it.
Peta: I dunno, Tamale. I am glad he is here. Him being here for me makes all this stress right now so much more bearable.
Finally - someone who gets it. It's not like I am complaining but when everything is tumbling around you, it's nice to have someone to just be in your corner, to be there with you. She said she is glad that she has that person or it would have been that much harder. Sure I have been reading shit like The Secret and reminding myself that I am awesome and this is the turning point yadda yadda. But sometimes you're just human and sometimes you start to doubt and fret and cry and at the end of the day - coming home to an empty house in the face of this chaos, is not always such a fantastic thing. Sitting alone on that dark Friday night, with all these ifs, whens and maybes in one's head, can sometimes send one over the edge. Sometimes it makes it all worse.
So when a certain bald dude indulged me last night in a conversation about anything and everything (besides job hunting, bills, wedding plans and babies) for 5 hours last night, and just was in my corner, well...it did not seem so bleak and for 5 hours, I forgot about tomorrow.
Peta called today to see how I was doing (ignore the first line of yesterday's IM convo below...lol). Peta and I are more or less in the same boat - heading to uncertainty on the MV Dunno. The difference between us is that she has someone to come home to and cry about it when it gets too much. Someone to make her lumpy oatmeal or share a Haagen Daaz with. And she got it.
Peta: I dunno, Tamale. I am glad he is here. Him being here for me makes all this stress right now so much more bearable.
Finally - someone who gets it. It's not like I am complaining but when everything is tumbling around you, it's nice to have someone to just be in your corner, to be there with you. She said she is glad that she has that person or it would have been that much harder. Sure I have been reading shit like The Secret and reminding myself that I am awesome and this is the turning point yadda yadda. But sometimes you're just human and sometimes you start to doubt and fret and cry and at the end of the day - coming home to an empty house in the face of this chaos, is not always such a fantastic thing. Sitting alone on that dark Friday night, with all these ifs, whens and maybes in one's head, can sometimes send one over the edge. Sometimes it makes it all worse.
So when a certain bald dude indulged me last night in a conversation about anything and everything (besides job hunting, bills, wedding plans and babies) for 5 hours last night, and just was in my corner, well...it did not seem so bleak and for 5 hours, I forgot about tomorrow.
