Thanks friends for helping me to remember I am not alone. For your guidance and prayers, I am grateful.
So last night I totally bagged out on Theology and a Pint. Sunday, I bagged out on the Pride parade. I am trying not to feel like a heel about it. On both occasions, sleep was the driving factor. Since coming home from GC06, I have had this uncontrollable urge to sleep and nest in my home. I used to be the gal who would make a bunch of plans and then show up to about half of what I said yes to. I hate that history about me. So when the urge starts to rear it’s ugly head, I get afraid that I am backsliding into that old way again.