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some_stars) wrote2011-06-25 12:45 pm
some_stars) wrote2011-06-25 12:45 pm
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I have some unreasonably terrifying decisions to make today and the next few days, and a couple that are reasonably terrifying, and an awful conversation to be had, and my body is still broken in every conceivable way, but: I had my first real yoga class today after almost ten months away, and it was wonderful, and same-sex marriage is legal in New York and the weddings will start in thirty days, and I listened to City Hall on the way home from yoga (for about the sixth time since last night) and sang along and cried and it's all pretty good, really. All things considered.
(I actually thought, until I looked up the lyrics last night, that the words were "the law that's gonna shine" which I think would make a slightly more interesting song, but it's basically perfect even so.)
Also, I have officially begun the process of maybe becoming a member of a nearby Reform congregation--information arrived in the mail today, I have an appointment to talk with someone on Monday--which is, uh. Not something I'm actually ready to talk about in any way! And completely dreading how difficult my parents are going to make this, primarily my dad who will probably never stop harassing me about it--not that he thinks of it that way, of course, he's just ~joking~--and of course if I go and then eventually decide to stop, I will NEVER hear the end of it, and basically it's just a very Hostile Environment around here. As usual. I may have to (attempt to) impose a 100% gag order on the topic and enforce it by leaving the room whenever he says something.
BUT THE POINT IS, despite all that and despite not wanting to talk about it with anyone except possibly a rabbi, it is another Good Thing. Now if I could just get a job, I would be happier than I've been in the past ten years.
(I actually thought, until I looked up the lyrics last night, that the words were "the law that's gonna shine" which I think would make a slightly more interesting song, but it's basically perfect even so.)
Also, I have officially begun the process of maybe becoming a member of a nearby Reform congregation--information arrived in the mail today, I have an appointment to talk with someone on Monday--which is, uh. Not something I'm actually ready to talk about in any way! And completely dreading how difficult my parents are going to make this, primarily my dad who will probably never stop harassing me about it--not that he thinks of it that way, of course, he's just ~joking~--and of course if I go and then eventually decide to stop, I will NEVER hear the end of it, and basically it's just a very Hostile Environment around here. As usual. I may have to (attempt to) impose a 100% gag order on the topic and enforce it by leaving the room whenever he says something.
BUT THE POINT IS, despite all that and despite not wanting to talk about it with anyone except possibly a rabbi, it is another Good Thing. Now if I could just get a job, I would be happier than I've been in the past ten years.