Morning Pages 12814

That darn cat (Sapphire) keeps pawing the bathroom door. It sounds like she's knocking on the door. She starts at seven o'clock and continues until I open the door. I have to keep her in the bathroom because she climbs and gets into everything while we are sleeping. I really don't like doing it but I have to. So, that's what I go through every morning. I still haven't heard from my youngest son. I think he has classes Monday thru Wednesday. Hopefully I will be meeting with my quilt group tonight. I have a leaky faucet and I need to get Billy to put a new washer on it. What am I waiting for? I've seen him several times and haven't said a word about the drip. I'm wasting water. I, I, I, what am I really thinking. Why am I so scared to express my true feelings? I keep them bottled up and then explode; not good! I long for a companion. I guess I'm waiting for God to send him my way. I haven't and don't go out anymore. It's been so long since I've done that. I mean, hanging out at TGIF or the Office and a few other places. I haven't done that in years. I've been home bound; my choice, or I would go out to dinner with my girl friends. I'm going out on Friday. Having dinner with my friends. I can't wait! I've let myself go. I haven't done my hair or exercised or just kept my appearance up. I guess I've been in a slump. So busy worrying about others and not myself. It's time to focus on me again. No, I don't have to spend a lot of money to take care of me. I just have to do it. Like everything else that I have to do. I'm working on scheduling, planning, preparing, and doing what I have to do in a timely fashion.