Our Biggest Challenge

[days_unfolding]

Stayed up late reading a book about a young woman who finished high school while homeless and got into Harvard. In the book, she talked about how her biggest challenge was herself. I think that's true of most of us.

 

I forgot to take my meds at first, which didn't help me wind down to fall asleep. Mimi was asleep a long time while I was reading, but then Zara came in and curled up on the bed, which is unusual.

 

Took a nap after breakfast, and both Mimi and Zara were napping with me. It was nice, and I felt loved, although I was wondering if they'd get fractious. But they didn't.

 

Priced the trip for mom and myself on the California Zephyr (Chicago - San Francisco) and the Coast Starlight (LA. - Seattle). The Zephyr is really expensive, not surprisingly. We probably would need to get a Superliner bedroom with a private bathroom because of Mom's digestive problems. Plus, especially on the Zephyr, I'd like a private shower. I hope that we'll be able to do it if mom wants to go.

 

My audacious goal is to become a good public speaker and speak to people about my illness. That'll require a lot of work. First step, Toastmasters, after I recover financially from the trip and Harlee's bloodwork and meds.

 

Time to make pancakes!