This was the week of my 56th birthday and my friends made sure I celebrated well. Money was made available for treats, especially my favorite pizza, and there were shared meals.
The reminder of what it feels like to be able to do something that was once within reach was a good one. I felt good going and doing things as I once had, it reminds me of the possibilities.
But it wasn’t just about the food, it was the company, of course. The deep conversations I find so satisfying. About what’s happening, the self-revelations and the next steps. Nothing but encouragement as I recommitted myself to Butt-in-Chair every day to do something creative.
Then there was the brave step I took to meet people I didn’t know for trivia night. That was right too. The people were kind and fun to be around. First Monday in August will likely find me back making jokes over stupid trivia questions I don’t know the answer to.
I continue making contacts with people for informational interviews in order to fill out my application for a training grant. I’m looking for people who are Salesforce Admins, so give me a shout in comments if you are one or know someone who wouldn’t mind talking to me.
It’s been a while I’ve been to a movie, much less opening day. So much fun to be in a theatre filled with kids watching the Minions and giggling. That felt good too.
Another friend sent a copy of Frozen because I have apparently missed out.
But the absolute best gift was reconnecting with a friend in Australia who has offered to be my mentor as I dig back into building a way to make money on my own. This has been a prayer in motion for two years and I am so grateful to have her take me by the hand and help me along the baby steps. She’s keeping me focused on the beginning, offering advice on what I should be doing now and what doesn’t need to be worried about later. Which, of course, serves as a continued commitment to Butt-in-Chair every day.
I am grateful for the way my life is unfolding and for the help I am getting along the way. Not having a paycheck sucks, not knowing how I’m going to pay the bills and the rent really sucks. I’ve managed to survive for two years, and don’t plan on giving up. It is more than hard some days, but this past week has shown me I can keep doing it and there are people who love me and will help.