January 22, 2005
Hallelujah because the blog is back up, after a two-day hiatus due to technical difficulties I had no control over. I'm quite sure I suffered more from not being able to write it than from you not being able to read it. But thanks for checking back.
Good news. Being Alive will indeed be publishing excerpts from the blog. And I am in the running for the job of Prevention Coordinator, specializing by background and necessity in the crucial area of HIV and meth use. I don't want to count my chickens, but I feel pretty confident about my chances. Perfect match is sort of the phrase that comes to mind.
Meanwhile, the apartment hunt has gone into full gear. This is, obviously, a tedious process. But I have always had good luck with finding affordable living spaces, and I am trusting in the real estate Goddesses (working through Craig's List) to deliver unto me a one-bedroom for less than $900.
I still can't figure out why I have such difficult mornings. I pray, I make lists, I try to meditate, I walk, but there is a terrific knot in my stomach till mid-afternoon or so. I adjusted my dose of neurontin upwards, recognizing that as much as I don't like it, the bi-polar diagnosis might be dead on.
Meanwhile, the meetings continue to be amazing. I am going to start jotting down some of the gems I hear. Tonight I went to a meeting called Hollywood Squares, which was packed. With laughter, support and frankly, some very hot men.
One woman who celebrated 18 years talked about turning her fear into faith. This stuck with me. This is what I will work on tomorrow morning. Turning my fear into faith.
MCO 2005
