Party tomorrow night. Today, see counselor, see masseur, maybe meditate. Big thing do not stress. Parties are about having fun, not having perfectly clean perfectly perfect houses. Will take pain medicine, too. To make it through. Staying up late and being awake staying awake not drinking too much these also are goals one must remain sane must remain steady steady.
Am still working with my private student and working on a manuscript from/through the Creative Nonfiction Mentor Program. This is a simple read and write global comments and talk on the phone project. Not a complicated line by line edit. Will probably read the rest today. I'm into the student's story.
Talked with financial adviser yesterday about putting funds into managed account. But can't do until taxes are figured for next year. But the bottom line--we have to save more money. Period. Which means I have to stop spending so so so much money. Step one easy step--unhook my American Express from Amazon and stop this easy one-click ordering. Just having to get out my card and enter it and blah blah will make me think twice and help to curb my impulse purchases. Because they are impulse purchases and I've got to stop them.
Seems that we are on course to run out of money when we are 86. The whole conversation is just depressing. Because I want to travel and live easy. And if that is what I want then I need to save now. And so does Dale. So that is that.
In fifteen years, it will be 2030. That's a real mind fuck blow it off top of head whirligig who ever thought we would live that long? A scary thing that. I will be sixty-five then. That is not old. But if I travel there with this body I will feel old.
New mattress coming on Dec. 30th. Trading the 2 year old Tempurpedic for a new FIRM Stearns and Foster. I hope pray dream hope hope that this will help my hips my back what aches what wants to work to not be replaced.
Joined the Chattanooga Center for Mindful Living. Free meditation classes and yoga and other cool things. A quiet calm place to go and write and read. Well, sort of quiet. During my first meditation on Wednesday, the train went by and the manic conductor pulled his whistle horn for a solid two minutes. Weird. They say this has never happened before.
Seeing counselor at ten, so need to jump in shower and let the purple teal dye wash out and run down my body over and over. Had it done Tuesday. Time to wash.
Have a good weekend before Xmas. This baby is the hardest for me. I think.