retail therapy

I am not a shopper.... evidence today... ready and armed to do some retail therapy.... everyone said it would do me some good.

I bought shampoo..not even the stuff I really wanted.... a water pick.... a floor mat for under the office chair.... a replacement light bulb for my desk lamp.... and with that I was exhausted....

I went to lunch.... my stomach has not revolted..yet.... everything else I have eaten in the past three days has not settled well.... lets hope this changes things.

So....I surrounded myself in paper.... it feels good to fill the days with that kind of work.... I can do that for a few more days.... even a week I think....

Life feels different....I feel like I look different...but no one notices....that is a good thing..cause in my mind I have weird things coming out of my ears and growths on my nose..... pain pouring out of heart that is visible.... but everyone is friendly and I try to return the smiles.

Good feelings come in small actions, the nice email from Renee at Verizon... did not have to be so personal.... my brothers constant 'checking in' makes me feel cared for.... weird... I am the caregiver....

Life goes on.... different.... but not.... the world still spins the same direction, the wind still blows in East County and my family and friends remain true.

Ciao