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I Got Dressed Today!

out of the shellI got dressed today. WeeeEEeEEE. I feel giddy with accomplishment! In the ongoing effort to be me, I’m working on celebrating whatever I can find excuse to celebrate. There is no Nobel Prize for literature heading my way (yet), nor even a round of applause from the local Lion’s Club. So I’m simply happy that today I can do something that I could not do unaided yesterday.

Been wearing pajamas since last Thursday (not the same ones-gross). Didn’t bother to change out of them to go the emergency room either. At that point I didn’t give a shi*t what I looked like. If there is any such thing as the Fashion Police in an ER they should be unceremoniously ejected. Today the wooziness has relented and so I’m making the most of it. I even have shoes on. Hallelujah!

On another note altogether, I had a really cool dream last night – a vast improvement from fevered nightmares. I dreamt that I was at some gathering somewhere and met some of my fellow bloggers in the flesh. It’s a bit frustrating that I can’t recall where I was or who I met but it was profoundly satisfying.

Usually I either dream about what I want or what I’m afraid of so I’m going to have to follow up on this one. I want or need to go to some sort of writer’s conference, shindig, workshop or whatever they’re called.

Does anyone out there in the Continental U.S. know of any good ones coming up? Or can anyone point me in the direction of a list of options? I would love to know. I feel a deep need to crawl out of my shell and meet other writers and bloggers in person.

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