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As I’m sure you’ve noticed, I failed my challenge to write 30 posts in 30 days. Thursday was a good day that turned shitty that night with an argument with T, and it wasn’t until I was in bed that I realized I hadn’t posted. I was exhausted Friday and just didn’t care to write. However, today has been a good day. I watched a couple excellent episodes of Top Gear and I got paid. Woot! OK, that’s not all I’ve done, but it’s all pretty boring. We got our car licensed (finally!) yesterday, and now that we’re no longer having to say up to pay for it, we should start doing better than just scraping by. At least until something else happens.

Tomorrow afternoon I actually have plans to visit a friend. I know I’ve talked about her on here–she’s the one who was taking me back and forth to work for a time. I can’t remember what I letter of the alphabet I use for her, and I’m too lazy to have a look at my archives. Anyway, I haven’t had a proper visit with her in several months (maybe a year), but tomorrow I shall be making the 30 minute trek to her house. Yay! I’m so stoked. Lately I’ve only been getting out of the house for appointments or shopping, so I’m looking forward to a leisurely drive. I love taking “scenic” routes over highways. Sure, highways get you from point A to point B faster, but I enjoy actually seeing things rather than just more cars. And this will be the closest I get to a road trip for a long time. I lurv road trips.

Speaking of driving, I’m quite proud at how well I drive. The 5th marked the 2-year anniversary of my acquiring my driver’s license. For those of you that don’t know, until a couple years ago I suffered from extreme anxiety that prevented me from being behind the wheel of a car. Now driving is as natural as breathing for me. And I fucking love driving. Lucky for me, my brother taught me how to drive and he’s the best driver I’ve ever known.

Something interesting happened earlier this week while I was with my psychiatrist. First let me explain that she wasn’t my original psychiatrist. My former one retired late last year and his patients got bounced around. I was bounced to my current psychiatrist. Anyway, she wants to do a new assessment to see if my original diagnosis was correct or if it needs to be changed. She read to me what my diagnosis is and two words popped out at me: alcohol abuse. See, my former doc did not relay this bit to me. And even though I knew I had abused alcohol and was damn near an alcoholic, I had never had those words attached to me in a professional or otherwise way. I know it sounds weird since I knew I had a problem, but it just had a strange impact on me when I heard those words come out of her mouth. Perhaps it’s the fact that it’s in my medical record that made it affect me so. All I know is those words kept buzzing in my head that day. Alcohol abuse.

And, well, that’s the end of this post. I don’t think I’m going to try my challenge afresh. At least I did better than I expected. I figured I’d fail within a day or two. But, no, I hung for a week or so. Yeah, much better than I expected.

Anyway, until I blog again, good night and good luck.

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