Then lets do this ...
First off, I have my own podcast called "The Pope on Film" that's just a whole bunch of fun.
I just recorded episode 13 and it's pretty damn good if I do say so myself. We talk at length about movies, good and bad, new and old, and along the way we talk about whatever pops into our heads like Mel Gibson and racism and 9/11 and porn. It's fun and worth a listen and the simple fact that I have my own podcast has really brightened up my self esteem, you know? I have my own freaking podcast! How freaking cool is that?
Work is good.
I got a promotion and a raise and now I'm working a full week's worth of work every week. It's difficult to have gone on for so long without working regularly to then just jump in and suddenly do a bajillion hours of work. It's hard as hell and my legs and knees are trading off being jello, but it feels SOOOOOOOOOO GOOD to be back in charge of my own department again. It really does feel damn good to be back in the swing of things.
My personal life is good.
I have friends. I don't think I could have said this a year ago but yes. I have friends. I have people who care about me. I have a bit of a life. That is definitely different from the me before. I have people that hang out with me and want to spend time with me and go to movies with me and actually want to hear me and my crazy ass stories. I have a life. That is awesome.
I mean, sure there's problems.
Money. Bills. Time. There's no time. I miss my kids. I miss my parents. My storytimes are suffering from bad weather. My relationship with Natasha is ... a constantly frustrating enigma. Plus the kids are just constantly fighting with each other, meaning I never get any silence in my house. Emerald is grounded and so she's throwing the biggest shitfit ever about it. No internet in my house. It's all just horrible. And the weather. THE WEATHER! IT SUUUUUUUUCKS!!!
But things are getting better for me.
And that's not bad.