Deux

I'm turning here because I feel weak, I always remember to. There is a lot of good in my life, specially my new man who is still nearly perfect and who knows, may turn out to stay that way.

What troubles me is a great fatigue, and great stress too. It's a tough time at work and I need to work my way out of a bad situation. I need to breath in and breath out, and let chips fall where they may. It's the first time that I understand this saying. I always thought it was about crisps and didn't get it. Hehe.

I would be depressed, or heading there, but I am holding on ok if I let myself rest in the midst of a mess. I'm in the process of switching meds and currently am taking two different ones together, pretty high doses, so that may explain some of the tiredness that I get at work, it's a bit heavy.

I'm also on the pill and not really noticing side effects. But for fitness and food, it went bad since the fall and I haven't picked it up yet. I feel fat and the scales says it too, but I am well loved and this is a great thing indeed. I have had too many drinking nights and days but I am cutting off on that. I'm behind on all health appointment except that my meds make me go to the doctor's regularly. Income taxe, dishwasher repair, both are now years in waiting, well one year for the dishwasher and it is so ridiculous that I will get it fixed asap. Fuck it makes me angry.

But good things, my beau, my love, my heart sweet thing. My different clothes and boots. My spending habits. A trip, in a month, with my sweetheart. My condo and my beau got me a lamp rail and is getting my coat fixed and I got his suit dry-cleaned. Isn't this all sweet? One day he cleaned all of my home, all of it, more than I know how too, and I new it was true love from there.

The future is bright, possibly, since it is always brighter a deux.

Amourx.