Good News Bad News

I thought it might just be hormones that made my eyes well up when I discovered that Maxwell House Columbian Supreme was on sale at Shoppers last week. I was doing the shopping for this week, buying extra nice things for Scott and less for me, since I’ll be away starting tomorrow afternoon. But as the beginning of the retreat gets closer, I’m getting more and more fragile. I’m overwhelmed by the amount of classwork I need to complete today, and then (somehow) as soon as I return. I’m getting mopier about leaving my house, and more importantly, the creatures in it. I sure as hell don’t feel like the kind of person strong enough to handle ten solid days of meditation. Of course, I can always leave if it gets to be too much, still, all I can see ahead of me is ten solid days, not one breath at a time.

But, the good news is that I have the luxury of taking ten days to meditate, and that I love my life enough that it’s a bittersweet endeavor.