There has been a lot to write about and no time to write. You don't know this but I have recently had a COVID scare. I get a call from my daughter at school. I don't exactly know what happens when I get a call from one of my kids at school. It's like the blood drains out of me and I go a little cold and auto-pilot goes on. I mean, how was I able to drive over there.
I don't really want to get into the great brouhaha that came out of trying to get tested. We all got tested, all four of us (I'm leaving that right there). I am currently awaiting for the kid's results. I don't know why they didn't come at the same time as the adults but that's the way that it goes. I'm praying for negative results. We will wait it out till we get the results and then test again. Wear your masks, people. You wear your panties and underwear, right? Well, all you have to do is wear your face underwear. Save a life, wear your mask.
I have discovered a few things about myself in the time that I have not been writing. I miss writing. I like road tripping. Hiking is the only way to go. It makes me want to go out and get stickers to put on my car. Sugar is the devil. I'm not kidding. It's like I'm the worst version of myself when I have sugar. Stay away from the stuff. It is soul sucking.
I'm still dating. Yes, the same guy, he's cool. I may have started menopause so when I have a hot flash I'm like, "Covid or menopause?" Ugh! I'm just managing my job and classes. But Thanksgiving is coming soon and right after that is Christmas. I still have to move. I still need to try and eat healthy but I'm believing that through all of the politics, through a pandemic, through it all, God is with me and He has a plan. I'm praying my way through these days and believing that God is with me as I walk this hot mess life. Praise the Lord!!!