Life. Take Two.

My apologies for the lack of blogging the last few days, and thank you to those of you who expressed concern.

I’m okay.  Dealing with the eruption of memories that hit me last week (see my last entry for details) left me in a state of what I can only assume was a bit of post-traumatic stress.  I wasn’t in a good spot to sit down and write while my mind dealt with everything.

I partied like a rock star the entire weekend to cope, and luckily, a friend of mine came to visit, so I had a lot of distraction.

A few days of dancing like crazy, drinking, and dancing and drinking until I woke up with swollen Pillsbury Doughboy feet this morning has left me feeling physically exhausted but mentally rejuvenated.

My broken toe just may never actually heal, but dammit, I’m going to be okay.

4 Responses to “Life. Take Two.”

  1. Devin Says:

    I’m happy you’re finding a way to deal with everything. I couldn’t come up with anything to comment on your last post, whatever I came up with didn’t sound ok so I just didn’t comment at all. I’m happy that you found a stress-relief though! And I can’t wait to read more posts, I miss your constant funny bloggings.

  2. James Says:

    Glad you had fun this weekend. Probably doesn’t help that I’m dealing with some crap right now. At least we live somewhere where you CAN party if you need to. I love you!

  3. Samantha Says:

    So glad you had fun, you deserve it!

  4. Anon Says:

    “but dammit, I’m going to be okay”. I love your spirit! That’s why I enjoy coming on over to your blog.
    (and hope da toe feels better soon).