Update…and a list of good things in my life…

Next Thursday I’m having a spinal epidural.
Fruck.
Also, my husband’s company is threatening to walk out if the military doesn’t get their asses in gear and award a contract to someone (anyone). Grant could have a new job next month in Florida or Germany or Timbuktu.
Fruck.
Bright side is getting harder by the day to see…
I think I’ll bullet the good to help stay positive. Let’s see…
·         Amazing husband who loves & supports me no matter what
·         Am totally butt-crazy in love with said husband
·         Haven’t fought or argued with said husband in MONTHS
·         Am happier than I’ve been in at least 10 years
·         Wake up daily wanting to live – a new thing for me
·         Am close to family
·         Enjoy family gatherings rather than dread and avoid them
·         Am getting to know little brother
·         Am loving playing with Baby J, my…. Step-cousin?
·         Am not in pain for the first time in over 3 months (WooHoo good drugs)
·         Am close to Miss Faye again
·         Have healthy kitties (who miss Daddy)
·         Have good relationship with sister, most days
·         Am working at relationship with father, most days
·         Found awesome church to attend… feeling closer to God every day
·         Embracing ‘Que Sera, Sera’ mentality rather successfully – whatever will be, will be
·         Have comfy recliner
·         Have DVR in bedroom – reruns of Bones help me sleep
·         Am kicking Sudoku’s ass (to keep my mind sharp through the drugs and take my mind off the pain)
<div style="text-indent: -0.25in; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in”>·         Am able to work my arms, despite the lower back trouble
·         Have lost all tenderness and burning in left shoulder (was troubling me while working out with trainer)
·         To the chagrin of my physical therapist, won 2nd place in a cannon ball contest last weekend
 
That’s a pretty good list… I feel better. And did I mention how much I love my husband? Because every time it crosses my mind, I’m still shocked that I – the Ice Bitch, the Man Eater, the One Night Stander – could possibly love one man this much after this long. ME? And how on Earth did I manage to get him to love me? It boggles the mind.
I always thought the people who said ‘I could lose everything else as long as I have you’ were totally full of shit. Not so much… I could live without most everything else. I’d prefer to keep it, and I’d probably be cranky if I have to give it all up… but as long as Grant loves me, I am home.