2:50am. This has always been "my time." Lately I've been able to enjoy it. Yes, at the cost of worry that I'm procrastinating the job search too long, but I try not to let that overshadow the joy that I have rarely experienced in recent years.
I wonder how I can be so calm about the financial winds that are heading my way. I suppose that giving myself stomach problems and restless nights will not change the situation so I have adopted a somewhat cavalier status quo. I do worry. I have just learned not to let this consume me as I have in the past. That is when I become overwhelmed. That is when medicine doesn't do much good either.
I am going to find myself among the populous of uninsured people come the end of the month. COBRA is a joke. Ha...ha ha ha ha... ha.
Work in a few shot hours. Dream Dinners is being handed off to new owners. I will miss Mike & Jen; Tevis, Myles & Chase. Nice people who have made my burdens feel small at times these last couple years. The boys reminded me of how Byron and I used to play when we were younger. The birth of Chase was like when Philip came along. It's a long stretch back to that time.
Time to get warm.
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