How Has a Week Gone By?

I mean, really. I take two days off, spend the other three days catching up on work, and my blogging goes all to hell. Whoda thunkit?

Ms. P turned 33 on Wednesday, and we spent several days celebrating with a trip to the aquarium, a shiny new flute (no, she doesn't know how to play yet, but she was a music major for a while, so I'm confident she'll pick it up), and a huge sushi dinner. Oh, and spending our holiday clothing gift cards. It was really lovely, and I hope that she feels celebrated.

In other news, I'm ... pensive. I realized on Thursday in therapy that, while I was in the high-alert mode necessary during our massive transition and Ms. P's ensuing months-long slow slide into suicidal depression, I wasn't able to really engage my own insides. I couldn't switch back and forth between introspection and responsiveness very well, and it was important that I be able to respond quickly, so I wasn't very in touch with myself. And after it was no longer necessary to respond quickly, I was so burnt out that I had no energy to be introspective. Now, finally, I'm being able to reconnect with myself in a way I've missed. Things are bubbling up, but right now I'm just sitting and eavesdropping on myself.

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"eavesdropping on myself"

Yeah, that's what it's like. It is amazing, the strange and unknown stuff that comes out - but familiar and true once heard.

[udge]

Trying to do two things at once, late at night, and forgot the important part: Happy birthday to Ms P, and I'm glad to hear that you are both getting back towards balance.