Mother Mary, I'm exhausted. I have worked myself to the bone over the last couple of weeks.
Between my day job (I'm on my lunch "hour" right now, boss lady!) and my newfound focus on my writing, I am spent.
I'm still waking up before my alarm in the morning, excited for a chance to write/ research/ connect and pursue my dream before I sign on to my other, corporate laptop.
That said, yesterday was amazing.
I never thought I would have felt so good - on the first night my husband has been out of town overnight for work. For the first time since COVID, the first time since we got married, the first time since we bought our home in April of 2020.
Don't get me wrong, I missed him FIERCLY.
But I had such a fun day of making connections. Listen.
* I met up with a beautiful woman, a professional contact as as well as a friend. We talked about everything under the sun, like we always do. I compared the southern abortion laws to The Handmaid's Tale. She turned me on to Dr. Cress Welsing and recommended The Isis Papers.
* I also told her about how I was fearful to go back to being involved with the Chamber of Commerce in our small, suburban (98% white schools) community. I'd had a falling out with the lady who organizes the events as we Neared The. Election.
* Said Event Planning Lady had unfriended me on FB and I was feeling awkward, uncomfortable, sad.
* My friend reminded how we can affect change. "Girl, You've Gotta Be in the Room."
* She could have just said, pull up your big girl pants and go to their ribbon cuttings, luncheons, volunteer at the dang golf scramble. It was the way she inspired me that felt so wonderfully overwhelming.
* I realized (duh!) I know the President of our Chamber, and that he is a creative like me, in his spare time.
* I called him and I will now be a general volunteer at that golf scramble, hopefully roaming around in a golf cart and passing out beer.
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