Updates on Recent things
Jan. 28th, 2004 01:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snowee1) Thanks for all kind words and support. You are all so good to me.
2) It appears most of my floppy disks are corrupted as well. I am down from the flip-out I had now, but am - as I usually do - trying to find the positive. {think think think} Many of those notes I made between ages 16-22. I wrote a "book" from age 15-18 that I always planned to improve because I liked the idea. Now I'm thinking maybe it's for the best because instead of improving and just endingup with a jumbled mess, I'm now forced to start over. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe I was being weighed down by all the stuff I wanted to keep, but probably shouldn't, you know? I think so many portions are good and can never be better, but who says? With those pieces still there, I would always try. Fresh page. Start over. I think (hope) that I remember the important parts. if not, maybe it will come to me.
(2b) Besides, I should acknowledge that many of those files were things I wrote for college. I'm not sure I'll ever NEED my 20 page paper on Spanish Mysticism in 18th century America ever again - and at least 50% of what I lost there I still have in hard copy. Lost my recipes and various other things, but they're not as important as my fic. Right now, I'm just thankful that my book was backed up recently enough that I only have to re-edit a few chapters...not retype from my hardcopy and re-edit the entire thing. That might have killed me.
3) Individual therapy requires a $200 deductible ($600 if hubby goes to his own therapy, too) with the insurance. Better than nothing, I suppose, but that's an amount I have to think about - we could really use a new washer... more than therapy? {shrug} My sister also suggested church counseling. I am really undecided on that because certain things that might be a problem I wouldn't feel comfortable discussing with someone who was recommended by a religious person. I probably shouldn't feel that way, but I do. I'm not sure if there are free/charitible type counselors in the area, but that's something I hadn't thought to look into until today. Either way, the new development is that even though I ahve said we need therapy and though I have pushed for months, hubby finally opened up some stuff last night and listened and, I don't know. He always promises to try, but nothing ever comes of it. I guess he really didn't promise to try to work on things - more like he acknowledged that they exist... which is a huge step. He hates therapy (bad experiences) but I don't know what to say. I had bad experiences too, but something's got to give. Progress, anyway, so we'll figure out something. (I told him that if he won't go to couples, I'm going by myself so something will happen)
4) I am nauseous again today. I think I we are getting re-infected with new strains every time we go out and because we're alraedy weak from last bout, we end up feeling symptoms of even the most minor infestations to our bodies. Makes one want to become a hermit...
2) It appears most of my floppy disks are corrupted as well. I am down from the flip-out I had now, but am - as I usually do - trying to find the positive. {think think think} Many of those notes I made between ages 16-22. I wrote a "book" from age 15-18 that I always planned to improve because I liked the idea. Now I'm thinking maybe it's for the best because instead of improving and just endingup with a jumbled mess, I'm now forced to start over. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe I was being weighed down by all the stuff I wanted to keep, but probably shouldn't, you know? I think so many portions are good and can never be better, but who says? With those pieces still there, I would always try. Fresh page. Start over. I think (hope) that I remember the important parts. if not, maybe it will come to me.
(2b) Besides, I should acknowledge that many of those files were things I wrote for college. I'm not sure I'll ever NEED my 20 page paper on Spanish Mysticism in 18th century America ever again - and at least 50% of what I lost there I still have in hard copy. Lost my recipes and various other things, but they're not as important as my fic. Right now, I'm just thankful that my book was backed up recently enough that I only have to re-edit a few chapters...not retype from my hardcopy and re-edit the entire thing. That might have killed me.
3) Individual therapy requires a $200 deductible ($600 if hubby goes to his own therapy, too) with the insurance. Better than nothing, I suppose, but that's an amount I have to think about - we could really use a new washer... more than therapy? {shrug} My sister also suggested church counseling. I am really undecided on that because certain things that might be a problem I wouldn't feel comfortable discussing with someone who was recommended by a religious person. I probably shouldn't feel that way, but I do. I'm not sure if there are free/charitible type counselors in the area, but that's something I hadn't thought to look into until today. Either way, the new development is that even though I ahve said we need therapy and though I have pushed for months, hubby finally opened up some stuff last night and listened and, I don't know. He always promises to try, but nothing ever comes of it. I guess he really didn't promise to try to work on things - more like he acknowledged that they exist... which is a huge step. He hates therapy (bad experiences) but I don't know what to say. I had bad experiences too, but something's got to give. Progress, anyway, so we'll figure out something. (I told him that if he won't go to couples, I'm going by myself so something will happen)
4) I am nauseous again today. I think I we are getting re-infected with new strains every time we go out and because we're alraedy weak from last bout, we end up feeling symptoms of even the most minor infestations to our bodies. Makes one want to become a hermit...
