*yawn…*

I am TORE UP! I got up early yesterday with a ‘go gettem’ attitude!

My sister has grabbed hold of my shoulders and began pulling my head of out my ass. It was bit painful at first, but once she got my ears out and I could hear, “IT WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE EASIER IF YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME!” the rest sort of fell into place.

On my road to paying bills on time and organizing myself I decided to grab ex husband and new husband by the throat and drag them with me.

You would have to watch “The Dog Whisperer” to fully understand the new concept my mother and sister have in life. Ceaser (the trainer) is like an hour of therapy a night. They walk away knowing how to deal with people and life situations…and they can get their damn dogs from pulling on a leash. I started watching the show about 2 years ago and it changed the way I deal with people, my kids, my dog…but not myself. I am a pack leader…but i’m WAYYY to submissive. It’s time for me to grab the bone and run with it.

With a ‘sstt’ sound my dog knows what to do. She looks at me and knows that I want her to back her butt up and get on the kitchen rug and then I open the door and before when she would charge out, now she just sits and waits for her invitation to go outside.
She also has learned from that sound that she’s not allowed in a room with carpet. She treats me with respect.

I woke up yesterday. “sstt”ed my ex-husband to the insurance company and my husband to the smog shop. We all met up at the DMV and took care of our cars.

OH MY GOD. The weight of that one action alone has made me feel SO much better. Yes, I still had the nightmares. Yes, I still wake up in a panic of what is going to happen today and YES, I couldn’t fall asleep last night to save my life….but I could cross ONE more thing off.

Remember a few months ago when that Dodge Ram plowed into the back of my mini-van leaving me ‘vanless’ for months? DONE. I traded it in and bought a different one. No, it’s not top of the line. In fact it’s OLDER. It has more miles. It’s not as pretty. BUT I CAN DRIVE IT, and it’s “Ours”. I can hand the keys of Dan’s F150 back to him and tell him, “Thank you.” and I won’t have to stop at the gas station every 3 days to fill up.

I’m doing better this week. As I am sitting here typing this thinking about next week having school starting, i’m thinking about reclaiming that side of me that enjoyed life. It’s time to mix some stuff huh?

SPF:
1. Your Supplies (home, office, school — whatcha got?)
2. Your Bag (we’ve done it before, but I know you all change purses like I change undies)
3. Your Mail box (most look the same nowadays so pan out and let me see where you go get your mail.
I also got an email the other day that made me smile so big for like 4 solid hours. Thank you all for the nice things you say. Don’t forget to send vibes for Susie!