I walked to the store today to pick up some stuff I needed - a round trip, I would guess, of about 2.5 miles. That doesn't sound like much, but for someone who is currently as out-of-shape as I am, it was a lot. My body has that nice, worn-out feeling that it gets after I've pushed myself to exercise more than I would naturally want to (I walked pretty fast). But I'm also very energized, which is good because I'll be up late tonight.
On my flight to Florida, that is. It leaves at 9:07. Rosie and I are going down to see Maggie, who has been at school for more than a month now, and is apparently loving it. I've missed that girl so much. I can't wait to see her! I'll take the camera, and take lots of pictures.
There ain't nobody I love more than my family, and time with my sisters is one of the most cherished parts of my life. The only bad thing is that Katie isn't coming, but hopefully next time she can. I'm looking forward to this weekend, to fun sistery time which is so gosh-darned good that I can't even think of appropriate words for it.
I'm in a really good mood right now, a bubbly, dancing-around-the-room mood. It's been a while since I felt this good, and since you all have been there with me through the lowness of these past weeks, I want to share it with you. If you were here, I'd want you to dance with me. I'd let you scroll through my iTunes to pick a song (if you let me pick in the mood I'm in now, we'd probably end up dancing to *NSync), any song you wanted except one of those ones by John Denver; I don't even like John Denver, I just put those songs on there to humor my husband.
Oh, but you're not here. That's okay, dance with me anyway. I'm moving right now, and once I hit "Post" then I'm going to get up and hip-hop into the bedroom to finish packing. When you get up from your chair, do a little jig, or a shimmy, or a pas de bourree, whatever floats your boat. Do it for me, to celebrate with me. Because in spite of everything, life is good!