Tired but less fragile

So I went to the minyan yesterday and it was very nice. Got a massive hug from the synagogue president. I'm a big believer in the healing power of hugs, and his hug was worth about four normal hugs. There was lunch after the service, and although I was feeling kind of tired, the president encouraged me to stay, saying, "It's about COMMUNITY." He turned out to be right. I connected a little, and also I felt better after eating something.

After the meal, someone led a discussion on the meaning of some of the prayers we say during services. Well, that was the intended topic, at least. These discussions typically get pretty free-wheeling, and loud, and argumentative. All in a loving way. It's a Jewish thing.

I got groceries, went home and started noodling around on the computer, as you do. Suddenly, I get a text from my therapist, "Hey, I just wanted to know if you were coming today?" I had completely lost track of time and forgotten my appointment! So I rushed down there, and we had a pretty abbreviated session, but at least I showed up. We looked at my goals, and added a few more. It's not like a to-do list, but maybe it should be. Because there were other things I needed to get done, like sending birthday cards to some people, getting my hair cut, etc. Maybe I can bring this up next session. Which I hope will be next week. It depends on whether my sleep schedule stays consistent. I've slept nights for five days in a row. Still getting up and sitting outside for my 30 minutes of light.

I got a call back from an old friend who I'd left a message for a few days ago. We ended up talking for two hours. It's been thirty years. We have a lot of catching up to do.

So yesterday was a pretty good day for getting out of bed and out of my head.

I kind of had to drag myself up this morning. My alarm plays the Beatles' "I Saw Her Standing There," which starts with John counting, "One, two, three, FOUR!" It's not my favorite Beatles song, but the FOUR always wakes me up.

So I'm taking it easy today. Omigosh, I took showers three days in a row this week! I deserve an award! I think I'll go make one in Word and give it to myself! The Awake and Clean Award goes to me! I'd like to thank all the little people who made this possible.