improvements

Thanks, everyone, for the kind words yesterday. It was a particularly bad day until, finally, I made it to the baseball field at 7. I sat in the dying sunlight, cold beer in one hand, my husband's hand in the other, talking to friends and cheering on our team. I felt released. I realized while there it had been nearly a month since we'd gotten together with friends and was reminded how essential that is for my well-being.

That, and shoe shopping. I bought three pairs this afternoon... I couldn't help it! They were on sale at my favorite store. I can't remember the last pair I bought that wasn't from that store. I got some gold flip-flop sandals for $12, a pair of multi-hued green fabric flats, and a pair of pointy-toed brown leather flats that have cute orange tabs across the toes. Hard to explain, but super cute. Shoes are my number one indulgence. I'm going to try to find a way to wear the green ones tonight. We're going to our second game in the tournament. 

All that said, I did make myself an appointment for my headaches. I have another headache today, although the Aleve my mom gave me seems to be working pretty well. The appointment is with a neurologist who works specifically with migraines and headaches, so if anyone can help me, he can. I couldn't get in until June 17th, but that will be here before I know it. It's also in a town about an hour and a half from here (no neurologists here), but I know it will be worth the trip.

I found out earlier today an old friend of mine passed away. He had cancer as a child, a tumor on his spine, that eventually caused him to lose the use of his legs. I worked with him for a little over a year about 4 years ago. I saw him a few weeks ago, but just in passing, just got to say a quick hi, how are you. He was a cool guy, very nice, dry sense of humor, and very creative. He had a blog about handicap access to places in our town and other handicap issues. He was also a photographer, and he got married last year. Our town lost one of its great characters when it lost him. What else is a small Southern town but just a collection of characters, misplaced from their fictional stories? I think he would have liked that thought.

Makes me think about how I need to stop and smell the roses more often. Stop and say more than hi to people. Say what you need to say, right? Common theme lately. I guess that's why that song has been stuck in my head all week.

Just sitting on the couch with the Bubby right now, waiting for 3:30 to roll around so I can go get my husband and get to the field. Tomorrow begins the tiling adventure!