The Joy of Madness

Green Limousine For The Red Head

Can I get a witness? Can I get an Amen? Thank you!

Ok I'm just plain wierd and stupid. I mean I write such shit here on this blog. I mean I can't even stand to read it. But none the less I return and continue.

I have had too many boring days lately. Last week was rather uneventful. I went to the Shizophrenics Anonymous meeting on Monday and received encouragement. Saturday I saw a good friend and we had coffee. After that we went shopping at the 99 cent store. I wore my fuzzy leopard cowboy hat and my leopard print t-shirt. Yesterday was father's day and I bought some prepaid long distance and called my dad. He encouraged me to pursue my long-term goal of becoming an Occupational Therapy Assistant. I need to boost my math skills so that I can take Algebra. For this degree I also need to take Anatomy and Physiology. I will have to move some distance to do the courses. I am kind of chicken about moving somewhere where I will know no one.

I have been communicating with my mom via e-mail since she is in The Virgin Islands on business. She says that I shouldn't bite off more than I can chew.

Today I went to change my name back to my maiden name. I mean finally you know? I have been divorced for 3 years and so today I went to order my new social security card. It took an hour standing in line and they accepted my i.d. eventhough it is expired. I only went to do this because I lost my social security card and was forced to go. Next I will get a new i.d. made that says my maiden name on it. I thought I'd die being stuck in the line with all these people today. I was having major anxiety.

After SS office I went to my shrink who I saw for the last time. So next month I will get a new one. Or maybe it won't be July; but instead August. Continuity of care? What in God's name is that? I still don't have a therapist.

I found out about another day program and am waiting for a call back. I don't know if that is what I want to do. Anyhow I am still applying to jobs.

So after the shrink today I floated down this major boulevard in a snaking bus to eat a couple of pupusas and then walked a mile or so to an interview on housing. I got there and the manager who was due to interview me wasn't there and so I waited a while. A lady walked up and asked me to translate what the manager was saying into Spanish and I did my best. So what I learned as I translated was that they have a new building near me that has apartments open and that I should go on Thursday at 9 a.m. to apply. The interview never happened by the way because this manager couldn't find my file. So I told her that I would return on Thursday. I am kind of concerned that this new housing development is only open to homeless people. So I am trying to contact someone to ask more questions.

On Wednesday I am seeing a dr. about ovarian pain. I will probably get nowhere with it; but I will try.

Do you ever go back and think of things you wish you would have said? I wish I would have told Michael Jordan that he is a tall drink of water.

Posted by Butterfly Emerging at June 19, 2007 03:21 AM