Well, it’s been a rough couple of months. There have been some shining moments for sure like I got a promotion at work. Management. Frickin’ sweet. Hey man, take even the smallest seriously and you’ll be recognized. Then, don’t hesitate to ask. At the end of the day, you never know. I’ve actually never had a job where I haven’t been rocketed to the top of the pile in a short period of time unless my boss was threatened by my potential. Thankfully, I work in a place where people recognize it.
I’ve been playing more with the Ascend Praise Band and getting into playing some leads on the electric guitar. That’s been both amazingly excellent and “OH MY GOSH WHAT’S HAPPENING OVER THERE?!” It’s a learning process but it’s a hell of a lot of fun. And at the end of the day, it’s a joyful noise to God and that’s what matters most.
So those are good things. The rough thing is that Matt and I separated a month ago. I have been staying with friends and am well cared for and want for nothing. Matt and I don’t talk nor see each other, and it’s probably for the best. I’m doing surprisingly well but it still sucks.
Actually, living with my friends has been a shining moment, too. It’s so nice out here and they shower me with kindness. I haven’t scrubbed a toilet since I’ve been here. A girl could get used to this …
I’m hoping to have my feet on the ground and be on my own by spring. Mid-April is my goal. That is if my friends will put up with me for six months. I work a lot and I try to keep pretty busy but it’s tough since I’m trying to save money. Most outings involve cheap pizza and band rehearsals. Or a beer and a movie in my room at home if I’m having a rough day and don’t want to subject the family to my sour, cry-into-a-pillow demeanor. I’ll occasionally go out for a beer at the pub but that’s few and far between.
So, that’s where I’ve been and now that I’m open with it, I’ll probably start blogging a bit more. Perhaps. We’ll see. Who knows …
I’m soooo sorry to hear about you and Matt. I’m praying you.