Blogging from Galveston Texas which is not a bad little city considering my disdain for Houston. Spending more money than a jobless fundless woman should but what the hay, if I am forced to come here, might as well have a good time.
So I’m here for the wedding of one of my really good friends. My first wedding since my separation and I’m handling it pretty well. It’s great to be with my girls, didn’t realize how much I missed them until I was sitting in IHOP at 2am catching up on lives. I’m in the wedding but I’m not really dreading it as much as I expected to. Probably because I’m healing very well with the additional help of a special person, and maybe because dammit it’s soooo time to move on with my life. The bride is a bossy chick that we love to death even if sometimes we want to strangle her 
and the groom is a good guy so this should be worth it.
But the funny thing is …. I woke up this morning feeling restless! Don’t know what’s overtaking my thoughts because it won’t express itself. It’s just a gnawing in my soul right now that I wish would go on and speak its peace so that I can feel more grounded. I get these sometimes and this is a mild one so hopefully it will resolve quickly. Sometimes I get them when I have a need to check on a friend who I didn’t know needed me, sometimes it’s a forgotten assignment or bill, and more often than not, it’s a thought that I didn’t even know I was having until it blasts its way out. Sounds quirky I know, this is why I live my life on “the edge of insanity”.
