Whee, happy birthday to me..

Ah, happy birthday to me. Well, not particularly. But it does give me a point in time that I can look back and see what I've accomplished in the past year. Although for some reason New Year's day seems to be a bit more significant. Maybe because it's colder?

Last night I was taken out to eat for my Last Supper. We Went to Hiako's and got a sushi boat for three. Mmmmmy. That, and my breakfast this morning, are the last things I'll be able to eat before my root canal 45 minutes from now. Happy birthday to me, indeed!

That dinner yesterday punctuated a migraine which had gotten progressively worse all day. I really don't understand why it happened; it was one of the most productive days I've had at work in a long time. But I enjoyed myself, giggled a lot, ate baby octocpi, and got my head scratched while turning Pika's hand and arm to jelly. And I finally got Jase to take that old Sun Ultra 2 off my hands -- I've been pestering him for almost two years now.

Looking back over the last year as I sip my tea.. Last September marked a turning point for me; I finally began to start doing things for myself, and seriously work for what I wanted. I've accomplished quite a few things since then, but have little directly to show for it other than a house.. and the associated mortgage.

September was also when I got myself out of a bad relationship; built on false premises. It is when I went on a road trip for myself, realized that my problems were with myself rather than with other people... and that I couldn't run away from them by moving again. (That said, I really do want to live in western North Carolina..)

So I'm a year older, a year wiser (hah!) and my health's seemed to have gone to the dogs. I have some genuine happiness in my life now; and I know it is sustainable and long-term -- And I'm slowly making the changes necessary to bring it about. It's nice, feeling somewhat in control of one's fate, even as it means I gots to face lots of scary stuff about myself.

Oh, and Yogi Breathe Deep Tea is damn good stuff. I'm slowly relaxing and unwinding; I didn't sleep too well, already awake by the time my cell phone alarm went off. I haven't slept well since Crystal left. She's getting readjusted to college life... and depending on what happens with Hurricane Frances, I very well may be picking her up from Miami. Or running away down there. Either way it looks like my trip up to Virginia for the Fall Gathering Of Tribes is off, which is unfortunate.

Life's weird, chaotic, and downright fucked up. But that's what makes it so interesting. That and chocolate.