I can't believe certain things either.

The gym is interesting.

Tonight? For example? A lady who was about sixty or so came and got on the elliptical next to mine.

I try not to ever make judgements on people at the gym because, presumably, we are all there for the same reason. This woman had on more make-up than I would generally wear in a year and I have serious doubts her elliptical was even actually moving, but whatever.

I don't like to chit-chat with people at the gym really, but I'm always pleasant enough. I smiled at her as she climbed upon the machine and I suppose that gave her the invitation to let her freak flag fly. I don't know.

The television was turned to the news and the story was, not surprisingly, about Barack Obama.

We watched in silence for a while and she turned to me and said,

"I never thought I'd see the day that an N-word was in office".


No. Seriously. She said that. But she didn't say "N-word" so much as she ACTUALLY SAID THE WORD.

Now, this woman was about my mother's age and also had no business being such a bitch. Why she felt the need to share her blatant racism with me is still unknown but I figured I could hit her where she would really hurt. So I did.

So I said, "Well, since you are SO OLD I guess that's why you feel that way. Did women even have the right to vote when you were born?"

She made a huffy noise and left the room.
I hummed a little tune and enjoyed the rest of my work-out.


I love the gym sometimes.

Disconnected.

I'm not feeling so close with my husband lately.

Not that there's anything wrong, necessarily. It's just that we've had all this stuff going on lately...both of us. So it seems like we've not been connecting very much.

He's supportive of me and my book. He's working his butt off at his new office. He's even cool with the idea of us uprooting our entire lives and moving to North Carolina in a year or two, just so I can have more time with my dad.

So it's not bad. It's not like we're fighting or anything.

Just feeling kind of...apart.





Any ideas?

It's all in the planning.

I paid off my car this weekend. That was pretty rad.

And I started thinking about how I can take that money and pay off other things. And I can get out of debt which would be even more rad.

And then?

I think I want to move.

I think I want to move back to North Carolina.


I know, I know. A cold day in Hell and all that. But the sad truth is, my dad is not getting any younger. And my kids aren't getting any younger. And the combination of my dad and my kids? Makes me really freaking happy.

So. I don't know, but it feels right.

It won't happen soon. I've got debts to pay and the market sucks, so selling our Tennessee house right now is not logical.

But I think I need to go.