As Private Parts to the Gods Are We...

The last month or so has been a test to see how well I have learned to maintain my emotional stability. I've been jerked between good things and bad things so quickly that I should have spiritual whiplash. I'm pretty pleased that I'm not falling into the abyss again.

It's not just big important things, or even mainly big important things, but little things too.

In the last month I've:

Had my best friend move home from Taiwan!
Had a very good friend commit suicide.
Finally got around to buying a new mattress and a working microwave.
Had a new leak develop in the roof.
Won a drawing at work for a donut and cup of coffee at a nearby shop.
Been chastised by my boss for something that was only 10% my fault and that I was 90% responsible for salvaging. Also chastised for something that was totally not my fault at all.
Been the most caught up I've been in years with my work.
Been the most swamped with things that I can't get to at home.
Been complimented on loosing weight.
Discovered I gained a pound according to my weigh in at Curves.
Finally feel healthy enough to go back to Curves.
Had too many after work commitments this week to go more than once.
Got poison ivy.
Had my first migraine in nearly two months.
Had a massage.
Got 4 new blouses for work on sale.
Got nearly done in by the heat when I went to the Lowes next door to get a piece of plywood that it turns out I didn't really need.

And so on up and down big and small. There's more but I'm blocking it out.

I guess the biggest "good" thing is that I'm sitting here relatively sane. I'm grieving over my friend but I'm not obsessing about it. I'm not ready to quit my job, which is usually pretty good, in a huff. I'm not dealing with depression or anxiety attacks. I'm putting one foot in front of the other and doing the next thing and dealing. Progress has been made.