Independence Day

"Let Freedom Ring.  Let the white dove sing.  Let the whole world know that today is the day of reckoning..."

Dear Friends,

It has been quite a while since I have written.  Almost 3 months. I have done a few crazy things, been to California and back twice, had three Brazilian sugars (I am addicted), finished an intense job of music writing and playing, started a new job of being a receptionist for a couple of lawyers, and packed up an entire house and put it into storage.

 Yep.  I was told by my landlord at the end of May that he had sold the house I was living in and I needed to move out.  So I started packing up my stuff and sorting through the memories, burning and packing and throwing away.  June 2011 was really hard. It was so hard, in fact, I don't even know what to say.

I finally dealt with so many things regarding my three-year old divorce.  I looked at old cards to and from old people in my life.  I replaced them with new music from new people.  I made a huge burn pile.

I am waiting for the inspection to go through on a house I'm trying to buy, which means I am temporarily displaced.  Meanwhile, I'm dividing my time between two friends' houses.  One friend wants to marry me, and the other, a girl (marrying her is still technically illegal in this state) is trying to be there for me, in spite of the fact that her husband is anxious and jealous of my presence. I can't wait to have my own place again.

I'm in limbo. For real.

It's almost the Fourth of July -- my favorite holiday -- and I am really, truly in LIMBO.

My daughter told me today that she want's to drop fifteen pounds.  (She is adorable, and I don't think she needs to thin out at all, although fifteen pounds would still technically be a healthy weight, so I won't discourage her.)  It made me think -- maybe I will be happier if I drop pounds as well.  I have fought it -- trying to prove that curvy is amazing and cool and healthy and all that.

But the bottom line is that I want to be thin, I guess.

So, here I go.  If I have to literally drink my meals, I am going to work my butt off this summer.  I am going to get the old fixer-upper house and work hard, and walk and dance and drink wine and  get *&^%$#@ happy. And lose twenty-five pounds.

Anyway...

I will keep you posted.

I plan so many things, you know.

But, this is my new goal --  thin for this year.

I want to get rid of the chubbiness on my back right under my bra-strap.  Anyone with me...?

xo

Later...

Laura Lee