I HAVE MY MOXIE BACK!
Last night I went to dinner by myself, and you know what? I was okay with it. I was. Life goes on, and sadly the one emotion I felt when JC told me he wanted to go back to being friends was 'relief'! Now I can be free. I can travel to Georgia and see Toccoa or go to London and Dublin. I love having companionship but I'm TOO old for mind games, etc.
So here I am working hard on my screenplay as well as my Fic for Victory.
I'm also getting a new mattress delievered tomorrow. YAY me! No more lumpy dumpy mattress. Why is it that we do that to ourselves? We'd rather have shitty sleep than buy a new mattress.
So I'm sitting here happily buzzed on alcohol, listening to Mumford and Sons and I'm eager to LIVE AGAIN!
Annje has her moxie back and isn't going to take any prisoners. She's going to kick ass, and take names.
As Charlie Sheen put it.....
ANNJE IS WINNING!!!! DUH!