What's on my mind?

Wow, it's been a while since I posted. So, life's been an interesting adventure.

I found the vertigo made it impossible to return to any kind of job that required me to be in front of a computer all day long. This fact severely limited my options for work once I left the too-big-for-a-soul company.

After leaving the wonderful 3-bedroom apartment behind, Yaw and I moved a bunch of stuff into storage, and gave away or sold everything except what we could each keep in one closet - or in Yaw's case, several closets in various friends' houses. I admit I'm not a girlie kind of girl anymore, but I am still a girl, and somehow it just seems wrong that I have one closet worth of clothes, and he has about six.

Anyway. Some friends put me up for a while, and now I am staying with January and her new husband, Giles. This means I also have the pleasure of Nixon, who is now 20 months, I think (I'm horrible at this type of data retention), and is in full toddler mode. I occasionally watch his antics and raise my arms in the air, shouting, "Drunken Master!" I'm sure not everyone will find this amusing, but I see quite a lot of similarity between toddler antics and drunk people (and me when my vertigo is in full spin).

The other great thing is that I'm surrounded by cats (sometimes more of a challenging thing...), two of which are kittens named "Him" (yes really) and "Magdalena." Him is my buddy and snuggles with me on the sofa, or sometimes uses me as a scratching post/chew toy/ladder from the floor to the sofa. I try to keep the latter selections to a minimum - with minimal success.

The down side of living here is that Yaw can very rarely visit with me, much less live here with me. He is staying with other friends, and we do not always have good ways to communicate, which is highly frustrating to say the least. I know this is temporary, but for now it seems like we will never be in the same home together again. And, frankly I miss that a lot. I look forward to our complete reunion anxiously, and not very patiently.

As much as I never wanted to do this, I also went back to work for McD's because I needed some kind of income to live on. I help out around the house, and am happy to help with Nixon when I can, but the last thing I want is to be a burden on anyone, so getting even this part-time minimum-wage job is a huge blessing right now. And I don't feel nearly as much like an invalid knowing that I can go out in the world and function.

Studies for the MT license exam continue, but I really need to just find out how to schedule the test and get it done with. If I wait much longer, I'll feel like the 40-Year-Old Virgin when I walk in to take the exam.

I miss my family. I look forward to seeing Pat's gang tomorrow for Thanksgiving. I would have liked to be able to head up North and see everyone up there, but it just isn't possible right now. They want me to come up for Christmas, and I don't see that happening, either. I've just started at McD's - this is my second week - I'm low man on the totem pole and besides that, I really can't afford the trip. But I really do want to see them again very soon. And my boys, Binks and Mr. Bond. Just because I have lots of cats around me, don't think for a second that I don't miss them with every breath.

I think that's everything on my mind right now. Wish I had some amazingly deep thoughts to share, but this is all I have the energy for, and am surprised I've even spent this much time sitting down to key it on the netbook.

Hope everyone out there has a great Thanksgiving, surrounded by love and loved ones and filled to the gills with yummy eats.