Wow. So, I last checked in here SIX years ago. 

I'd say that was indeed, a lifetime ago. 

A quick (hah!) recap:

• I finished chemo and radiation
• I had my temporary ileostomy reversed (you can google what that is)
• I met a really great guy AND WE'RE STILL DATING! Will we go the next step and move in together? Who knows, but I'm happy with where things are with him. He's my Person. I'm his person. 
• My daughter is getting ready to graduate college - wow!
• My son has dropped out of college, been kicked out of several apartments, been in and out of drug court, mental health court, jail and prison. He's had more second chances than a cat has lives. That's a whole blog series in and of itself. Bottom line. He's my son and I'm his mom. I will not enable him, but I will never give up on him. Period. I will always have hope. And stress, too; along with anxiety. But always hope. 
• I paid off the mortgage of the house I got to stay in after the divorce. That's great, but alimony and child support are done and I'm working a job that doesn't really pay what my experience is worth and my habits require. But it has no stress and health benefits, so that's a plus.
• I'm finally at least fantasizing what it would mean to try and declutter and sell this house and move to a condo/townhome. It's a little daunting.

I so admire people who live an intentional life.

People who don’t let clutter bog them down. 
People who have a plan.

I’m over here in the corner just flying by the seat of my pants.

Eating leftovers for breakfast and digging through the (clean) laundry basket to find a matching pair of socks.

And I’ve “missed” trash day for 3 weeks in a row now. 😳

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