Take 2

I've been avoiding you.  Not necessarily that I didn't have time, there were plenty of hours of me so sick and tired I sat and stared at the wall, I just knew I was in so deep nothing I could say would be worth your time.  It's like when you are on a diet and you

Like the plague.  Like an off the horse addict. The past 8 weeks have been so busy, old Laurie wonder woman busy and for me that means bad bad bad.  I had known for quite some time it would be crazy, but thought, 'oh well, work comes when work comes.'  And then it came.  And I got even sicker - scary sick when blood pressure goes 60/40 and there are many times in the day when I swore I was about to pass out.  I know better.  I thought I had come so far.  One step ahead and two steps back.

It's over though.  The whole time I kept thinking, 'just make it through and you can rest all you want in San Jose.' And here I am, in California, house sitting for a month - yet too sick to really enjoy it.  I just woke up after an 18 hour sleep coma.  Didn't even get up to use the bathroom.  Almost beat my record of 19.5 - almost, and no - I'm not proud of this one bit.

Yet time to start over, again.  I am in a beautiful valley south of the city covered in gold hill that absolutely glow in the late afternoon.  There are honeysuckle bushes at every turn that take me back to my happy childhood here.  And I have a Fin.  A 92 year old Finnish man, the father of the lady I am house sitting for, that 'takes me out' in his golf cart to the country club down the road.

Take 2.


Are there meetings for this?