well, people.
i decided to go back to work. something i never did before: a private practice. i bought a small building 2 plus years ago, actually a spanish bungalow home long ago converted to commercial. we have been remodeling it. it is almost done.
i faced that i had to take a giant step and stop indulging myself.
i have lived a useful life. i cannot let myself hide out any more.
plus i need diversion from the cinerama big screen drama with my son.
i almost cannot bear to write the latest twist. the landlord is evicting the tenant who is renting the room to my son. because no authorization was received to sublet. the landlord got aggressive with my son who called the police. i asked him (and the friend) please get a receipt with the rent amount and address.
alas. my son paid $1000 in cash with no recept. he has no standing. no way to get his money back.
but my focus is shifting. onto me. a bit.
my son, i think is relieved. he did work 2 days last week. but i am trying not to micro-manage and stay out of it.
i am sad but have a couple of things for which to be happy and grateful: i am studying for my bat mitzvah! and am seeking a tutor in hebrew. i continue with my brasilian jiu jitsu. i am back to walking most days an hour.
these are huge steps for me. just paid for hotel where we will travel to attend class with the rabbi. next week.
i am trying to accept that self-care and self-focus, and seeking support are a muscle that can be strengthened the same as other muscles: focus, work. repitition, recovery. support from other muscles. little by little.
there will be a lot of work to do to decorate the space, landscape, make connections in the community, set up business and bookeeping practices, etc. i hardly believe i decided. i am retirement age.
but my senior senator just declared her bid for re-election. she is 84. she will be over 90 if she finishes her term. (please rest assured i am nowhere close to that age!) like her, i love my work. and i believe i am useful. i get self-esteem from it. i feel appreciated. worthwhile. so there we are. there is no turning back. it's public.
one way i will network is by going to toastmasters, the public speaking group. and then branch out to talks at churches. etc. something strange about me is i love to speak in front of a group.
i used to be terrified and inhibited. tongue tied. ashamed. over the years (especially in prison) i changed. i became open, relaxed, confident, improvisational and expressive of my real self. i was a big hit! (prisoners are a captive audience.)
i write that as a manifesto. i would like to manifest these qualities in my real life too. well i guess i do. but i do not own them.
i want to own them. proudly. i want to believe in myself. inside me. i never did before.
so i will ask you all for your opinions when i begin to dither and perseverate about decisions about business stuff. not my cutting edge.
even though i am sad i believe i have turned a corner.
i have tried to live from my strengths, the few i had, and build on them. then there came a time when i caved. and could no longer feel or be strong. and now a time has come when i can be both strong and weak. and that is okay. actually, pretty great.
thank you ladies. very, very much.