Victory is

Nothing shuts a person up faster than getting what they want. I complained and complained and complained about my damn job and now it is gone. HUZZAH! Five months out and I still shiver at the thought of it. It was a Bad Place and now I am in a Good Place. Excellent.

Of course the good place isn’t a perfect place, so there is lots of work to do: attending classes, doing homework, keeping house, etc. but that’s fine. Less familiar will soon be doing major car repairs at home because I can’t afford my mechanic’s crazy 1K estimate to redo my car’s upper and lower ball joints. Thank God I have a husband who knows how to do these things! I plan to fetch and carry, hold the flashlight and be encouraging.

I often feel uncertain about the future, but I’ve got to just keep taking one step forward at a time. It is remarkable to me how we need to feel secure in our lives, how everything needs to be tied down or we freak out. We even know that this security is an illusion, but we plan for it anyway, as if having a plan will better prepare us for whatever happens. Seriously? When Whatever comes to town, he's going to stagger in with an uzi swinging from one hand and a half-empty bottle of Rumple Minze in the other and you'll be having that dream about sitting naked on the toilet in the middle of town. I think that's what happened to Elvis, actually.

So, I shall continue to work very hard, love very hard and wear dry socks. My money's on me.