Freedom!

Today marks the first day in eight weeks that I am free, free, free from any upcoming obligations.  Nothing until my next therapy (mental) in two weeks.

In purple crushed velvet hip-hugger bell bottoms vernacular:  OH, YEAH.

I know most of you out there have real lives and clean up and dress nice and go out into the world every day.  And good on you.  For me, though, having places to be 3 or even 4 days a week is unwelcome.  Take a shower, wash my hair, put on clean clothes and make-up?  Eeeewww.

Granted, almost all my trips were medically necessary, which takes the fun out of everything.  If I'd been walking on a beach or strolling through yarn shops: different tune. 🎶

Knitting is still out of the question, which is the only thing in this whole deal almost as bad as the still numb fingers.  I keep collaging, just to feel productive, I suppose.  Some of them I like a lot, some I toss soon after I finish them.

Today was the first day of Fall classes at UGA.  The first football game is in 23 days.  This I know only because a liquor store I drive by often starts the countdown to the next kickoff as soon as the last game is over.  Many, undoubtedly, consider that a public service.  Me, not so much.

Oh, and if you're wondering about me driving by a liquor store regularly, it's a college town.  They are, let's just say, common.  Also, there are something like 80 bars in the roughly three block area of Downtown Athens.