Today was a good day. In fact, it was the best day I have had in two months.

Last night was the first night that I slept through the night peacefully without the help of sleeping pills in two months.

I woke up, feeling refreshed and ready to deal with whatever cards were handed to me. They were all good cards.

I got my first phone call of the morning, and it wasn't someone crying or bitching or being pissy... It was my heterosexual life partner telling me the most wonderful way to deal with road rage (If anyone is interested- she says it is chain smoking incessantly- I am certain that the American Cancer Society will love that one)

I checked my bank account balance, which I have not checked in two months... Partially because I thought there was nothing to check and also because I have misplaced my check card....

To my surprise, there was a plethora of money in there.... So I paid a looming bill and got my hair cut and highlighted by my favorite hairdresser.

It looks awesome.

I had linner (combo of lunch and dinner) with my favorite hairdresser/heterosexual life partner/June "The Bitch" Cleaver, in which she told me that no matter what I did with my failing marriage she would not blame me, or think badly of me... I knew that, but I needed to hear it.

I talked to my favorite distraction.

I came home, and have been sitting here metabolizing my day.

I am happy. I am lucky. I am blessed with these people that I call my family- from those related to me by blood, to the ones who have a piece of my heart and soul.

I am lucky. So damn lucky.  ¶ 3:55 PM