Almond Milk
When I poured almond milk into my tea tonight, I realized that this is one of the best days of my life. But let me tell you why.
I woke up in my new apartment today, and for the second morning in a row, the sunlight lit up the living room.
I went to work by bus. (Because now I live just up the road from one of my campuses.) I attended a phone conference for a staff meeting that I helped organized, for a new supervisor who knows my name and actually likes me.
After work, I walked across the street to the neighborhood pound to look for cat that I can now afford to have in my new apartment. Then I walked home.
I made myself gluten-free dinner in my new kitchen.
When my roommate came home from work we went back to the pound to look over kittens together. I am buying a litter box and toys this weekend, in joyful preparation.
Then we went grocery shopping.
I bought food for the rest of the week, gluten-free. I used coupons, bought super cheap milk and eggs, and had money enough for Nutella and almond milk.
This might seem normal and mundane. (Well, it IS mundane and normal.) But it's all mine. This is my life. I built this life. I have earned this freedom. Why is this one of the best days of my life? Because I put almond milk in my tea, and because I was humming and dancing in the aisle at the supermarket. For the first time in years, I feel like myself.
Happy. Independent.
I woke up in my new apartment today, and for the second morning in a row, the sunlight lit up the living room.
I went to work by bus. (Because now I live just up the road from one of my campuses.) I attended a phone conference for a staff meeting that I helped organized, for a new supervisor who knows my name and actually likes me.
After work, I walked across the street to the neighborhood pound to look for cat that I can now afford to have in my new apartment. Then I walked home.
I made myself gluten-free dinner in my new kitchen.
When my roommate came home from work we went back to the pound to look over kittens together. I am buying a litter box and toys this weekend, in joyful preparation.
Then we went grocery shopping.
I bought food for the rest of the week, gluten-free. I used coupons, bought super cheap milk and eggs, and had money enough for Nutella and almond milk.
This might seem normal and mundane. (Well, it IS mundane and normal.) But it's all mine. This is my life. I built this life. I have earned this freedom. Why is this one of the best days of my life? Because I put almond milk in my tea, and because I was humming and dancing in the aisle at the supermarket. For the first time in years, I feel like myself.
Happy. Independent.
This is wonderful, inspiring news. I am so happy for you, I had to have a 40 second dance party in my cubicle.
ReplyDelete<3 How very awesome for you lovely!
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