I am sleepy and hanging out at home. Fairly relaxed and doing very little. It’s a great way to spend Sunday night after a busy weekend.  I’m still feeling sick, but at least I’m not as completely exhausted as I was before, even if I don’t have the energy to go running yet.
I feel as though I’ve got a few things to process — a few things on my mind. They aren’t bad things, necessarily, just things that are distracting me.  It feels in some ways like my life is approaching a crossroads. I’m not at the crossroads, yet, but it’s coming.  I don’t even really have any control over this, I don’t think. In some ways that makes me impatient. I don’t know what the crossroads will bring, I don’t even think I have much control over things. But the reason I am impatient is because once I know what a situation is, I can deal with it, good or bad, but the waiting is not something I find easy. I guess that’s why we all have to learn patience. Or at least I do…
So right now I’m looking at a situation that isn’t a bad one, but one I have little control over and I just need to wait to see how it all plays out. And as I try to do in most things, I am hoping for the best, and preparing for the worst.   I don’t mean to be cynical, it’s more of a practical thing — trying to make sure that I am caring for myself. As I wait for things to play out, I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing. And when I try to plan my time, I’m going to continue to choose to do what I enjoy and what will make me happy. I am going to continue to live for each day with no regrets and try to find the joy in where I’m at.