Yes, I was very, very drunk the other day when I updated. Gratefully, I'm feeling much better now. Still, I regret it only a little. I think I could have picked better company to drink with, and, too, I have to admit I had a smidgen of my insanity return, which is mostly why I try not to drink at all. It messes with the meds and lowers my ability to separate fact from fantasy. Oh, well, sometimes it's just nice to let loose and not worry, and no harm came of it, so why not have a little fun once in a while?

So, what else? Ah, yes, yesterday I officially found out I DID NOT get the new job I interviewed for. It was a good experience, though, and I know now that I have the confidence to go through the job search process. I'll do better next time . . .

And, in the meantime, I have been promoted at my current job (Well, the offer was made and I accepted this morning, anyway, but the paperwork still needs to go through). I am no longer a lifter of heavy objects (my own derogatory phrase for my job, although I do a great deal more than that). I now am responsible for supervising other lifters of heavy objects. It's a pittance of a raise, but I can keep my current insurance and continue on the road to better physical and mental health without having to keep careful track of dates and what is or is not considered a "prior condition" (good golly, I have learned to loathe that phrase). So, life's working out.

I've discovered that I have more friends than I thought. Some are far away, and I certainly include you readers in the "far away, but friends" group. What surprises me, though, is that when I went out with people from work (and, yes, got smashed) several of them commented that they had been hoping for a while that I would actually "hang out" with them. A few days later, a different co-worker actually said she wished she could have been there and spent the rest of the day rather overtly flirting with me. It was more innocent than that previous statement might have implied, but it really lifted my spirits to know she found me charming enough to flirt with.

Besides, I really like to flirt. ;)

I have friends. People who actually like me, enjoy my company, and give a damn about how my day is going. That's not something I see every day. There are many people I care a great deal for (my readers included), but it isn't often I realize that the feeling might be mutual. That reminds me to thank, again, my Super Friends for the random visit to my corner here in goofy and pleasant spirits the other morning (from my perspective, it was morning). It was another time when I realized I was appreciated.

I'm not hinting for more attention, by the way. Deep down, I know my friends care about me. I'm just commenting that there's something in my head that makes it difficult to FEEL that they care about me. It's me. Y'all ain't doin' nothin' wrong.

Well, I've finished my Chamomile tea and it's about time for me to turn in for the night (It's early, but it has been a loooong couple of days), so I'm off to bed.

Today, by the way, was the first real snow of the season. It was beautiful.

Peace and much love to all you voyeurs and voyeurettes.