Counting on It

Here is my first of what I hope will be many articles for The Mighty. It is an awesome, informative website, and I am excited to be a contributor.

The official divorce decree came down a few days ago. I thought I would rejoice or feel devastated, or both simultaneously. What I really felt? Meh. There was a bit of a shock effect going on, which could explain the numbness I felt I suppose. Even though it was something I mentally prepared for, I guess I wasn't ready after months of conflict and compromise to fully absorb the weight of it. It doesn't feel real yet. 

I have a new job, I will spare you the specifics but it is essentially a housekeeping position. Yes, it's kind of funny that OCD-girl will be scrubbing things for a living. I am nothing if not thorough and efficient, especially when my performance will be evaluated.

In other news, I finished reading a book. That only leaves four that I'm in the middle of. Tried to get a job selling books but, well, I am honest during interviews instead of obsequious. So they didn't much care for me. I would rather work for a small, honest company than a big box store any day anyhow. This is the part where I do jazz hands with my thumbs in my ears and my tongue sticking out: plllllttttt. 

I also submitted an application to be a temp for another position but these lovely medications I'm on caused a false positive on my drug test. Wonderful. I wouldn't be high on amphetamines even if I could afford them for recreation. As y'all are probably aware, my anxiety is bad enough without adding anything else to the mix.

Speaking of drugs and their associated costs, I am now watching my prescriptions run out with no
present insurance. Tricare's version of COBRA is unbelievably expensive and they want me to pay a full quarter up front. So I will be going through Idaho's health exchange to procure my health plans and my next batch of meds. So grateful that I am eligible for any kind of insurance since going off my meds would undoubtedly leave me completely disabled. So a sincere thank you to all of those who supported Obamacare in spite of the many attempts to repeal it. Folks like me are counting on it.

Also counting down the days to my favorite holiday, Halloween. October is the best month and I am so glad I will be here for Mom's annual Halloween party. The relatives and friends come out of the woodwork for a taste of her homemade chili. My daughter is going as Captain Phasma from Star Wars: so glad she found a female role model.

Strong females are in abundance here in Boise, and I am so grateful to my sisters, my grandmother, my mother and my close friends for supporting me throughout this last year. It's been an arduous journey but one I would undertake again. Life is nothing if not ever-changing, and I have learned not only to embrace change, but to respect and rejoice in it. And the gals I rely on have helped a great deal regarding this revelation.

I've been examining a Bach piece lately for one of those lovely ladies lately. Here, for your listening enjoyment and Happy Halloween anticipation, is some creepy Bach.

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