I think the worst of the steroid hell is over.

I slept great last night. The anxiety kicked in right away this morning but I was able to get my hair done and do my grocery shopping...by the skin of my teeth, really, but the bad feelings aren't as intense as yesterday, and I think things will be uphill from here. Right now I'm hanging out real quiet-like here at the house and will soon dig into the decluttering. I've got some really sweet Renaissance music going on the Internet audiostream -- I had forgotten how very much I love that REAL old-time music, i.e., from the 1400s or thereabouts.

I want to send HUGE thanks out to everyone who has sent good thoughts and put up with my whining and complaining during this last little while as I deal with my recent challenges.  I know I'll get through this and feel better, although it'll probably take awhile.
 

I also want to get in on the meme that horsecrazylizarecently posted. Of course, it's so absurdly easy that it's a shame I didn't get to it earlier, but at any rate, here is my current desktop. Sometime soon I'll probably switch to some scenery, but you know what? I love looking at my baseball boyfriends. They are teh pretty.



The only other thing I've got going on atm is that I'm currently reading something amazing -- my paperjournal from the summer of 1988.  I moved from New York to North Carolina, then spent two months driving back and forth between "down here" and "up there" living a wonderfully chaotic mix of partying, visiting, music, and general good times, and I chronicled the entire trip.  So far it's been more than a little bit interesting.  Selected excerpts forthcoming, no doubt.

Off to the back room to work on the mess...and Happy Halloween to all of you.