I'm feeling pretty good right now.
I'm officially dating an incredible man - that rare mix of kindness, affection, intelligence, good looks, and great career. He lets me set the pace, he wants to spend time with me, and he doesn't freak out about the time we spend apart. I don't know what I did to deserve this, or how I lucked out manwise for probably the first time in my life.
I went to an audition for the first time in over 2 years, and I just found out that I got it. I got into a music improv program that accepts only a few people, and only holds auditions about once a year. I'm excited to start working with people again, to start singing again after so long. Too long.
I get to go home for 10 days this year, and I want to get the most out of it. I miss seeing my family, and now I finally get the chance to spend more than 4 days with them.
I'm losing weight again after a LONG bout of negative outcomes and negative emotions. I have yet to weigh in today, but I'm optimistic that I lost at least a pound. I must have. And if I didn't? I'm not going to get discouraged. My clothes fit great, and I know that I CAN lose. I know I'm not completely fucked up.
I feel like my life is heaving a big sigh.
So there's that,