Flowing

 Good Morning,

Oh my God. It's been a couple of IBS days. Yesterday, full on attack. I mean FULL.ON. I shall spare you the details.

It came on after I'd already gone 4 times.

And it was ruthless.

When you're sitting on the can crying out, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph" in your best Irish accent, you know it's bad.

When you then cry out to the Gods, "Why hast though forsaken me?", you know it's really bad.

When you say, "Fuck you bastards for the hell that is my wasteland, lava-spewing intestines", well then you know you're at your wits end.

All 3 happened.

And after that, usually I am fine. But it literally sapped the life out of me.

Today, I've gone twice and we shall see, we shall see.

Not enough sleep compared to what I have been getting but enough to have a decent day. And I feel like today, I have a choice to make it be whatever kind of day I want it to be. 

I'm gonna try and just keep moving today. No downtime until I finally shower tonight and have finished everything I start.

My mom called me yesterday. Did I write about that? Yesterday? I don't remember.  But yeah, she did. I think I did write about it.

She makes me happy. My sister makes me happy. My daughter makes me happy, she's been putting up with my depression and we're both getting crabby with each other.

I just want a job so this part of things, the financial part, can get better.

Please. For the love of all that's holy, that is, holy according to Denise.

Blah, blah, blah.

I'm going to start posting on my Willow's Whimsy page more. That's where I'll post the meals I make, my bathbombs and anything else I make plus I want to do a gratitude post and an affirmation post.

I have to do more with this page to draw people in.

Again, blah.

I know, I know.

Sometimes my posts here are nothing more than the random thoughts that flow from head to keyboard.

That said, have a wonderful day.

Be Blessed.

Love & Light,

Neecie