I don't know what kind of funkiness is swirling around in the universe (or in my own head!) but I've had a hell of a week!
I got home from court ready to go to Lake Michigan and the passenger's side door wouldn't close. This is just one of those sucky inconveniences, but I lost it. In the meantime, though, I really threw a tantrum.
Ok, now I'm just going to vent:
Then we made a quick trip to Traverse City, which was wonderful, but it was not cool to know I had an un-drive-able car waiting for me at home and I had to work on Friday morning.
The vacation afterglow was pretty much canceled out by my frantically trying - for hours - to get the car door fixed on Thursday night. That didn't happen, but at least it got bungee corded well enough to still be staying shut.
I won't go into details, but I started getting sick on Saturday and ended up going to the emergency room on Sunday. Turned out I had an internal abscess that needed to be drained pronto, so they did it.
It was minor surgery but it was my first surgery ever and I got all drugged up and sick. So I had to call in to work yesterday.
I had to go back to the doctor yesterday anyway for a follow up visit and then I went to see my IC (thank goodness!). Then my mom and sister ended up spending the night again.
Today it was a mad rush to work, then a really nice golf outing with my work friend, Erica. Bad game (as usual) but good company.
Erica and I have worked together for going on seven years. We have a really good personal relationship and very different work styles, so sometimes we butt heads. Also, since we've known each other for so long, we sometimes delve too deeply into the personal realm.
I've been really concerned about telling Erica about Mr. A because I thought she might barrage me with questions and opinions. And I've been working all this time to stay hopeful, open-minded, and compassionate, so I didn't want to backtrack in my conversation with her.
It went MUCH better than I expected. I did trash talk Mr. A a little bit - and so did she - but she really came through for me. She didn't make any judgments and she was overall very positive. Also, she didn't make it the only topic of conversation and we managed to play golf at the same time!
So yay, Erica! And yay, me! What a relief.
The problem is that I need to do my "intake" with the mediation coordinator tomorrow, and I'm having a hard time focusing. I had phone coaching with Jody a month ago to figure out what I'd say; now I don't even want to think about it. Or court last week.
At the risk of sounding metaphysical, it's like, why is all this stuff happening now?? I need to focus.
