The #chainofhope is no more. Every paperclip has been removed. Every box on the chart marked-off.
Today was the celebration.
The end.
No more condescending emails.
No more tense interactions.
Done.
Finished.
In the words of the Von Trapps, "So long, farewell."
Angie: It ain't ROCK SCIENCE.
Tyler: Rocket science? (He, he, he) Although rock science sounds more interesting.
Narrator: Angie laughed herself silly.
Tyler: It could be a great song. We could use Foreigner's "Hot blooded," so it would be "ROCK SCIENCE, check and it and see!!!"
Me: I am so glad you are here today.
Tyler: Me too because of all of the *whispers* Rock Science.
Three primary things have gotten me through the last 58ish weeks...
1st - Reading through my Bible
2nd - An excellent Praise & Worship Spotify playlist
3rd - Laying all the cards out on the table so my favorite dynamic duo is aware...
Other beautiful gifts of grace include...
Dear friends.
Coffee.
Jesus.
Laughter.
Funny memories.
More recently the following things have been a blessing....
The #chainofhope.
Talking through things.
Adding new songs to the aforementioned Praise & Worship playlist.
Being present.
Splurging on a pedicure.
Pastor John's sermon series.
Taking time off while my mom was in town.
Video-chats that will probably send-up on 20/20.
Three summer meet-ups for life group.
And LASTLY...it has helped me GREATLY when others have started opening up about encountering exactly what I have been dealing with the last several years.
There are exactly 5 paperclips left on my #chainofhope. FIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!
Today I found a legal-sized (8.5x14) document that was printed 8.5x11. The printout was then scanned. One-and-a-half inches of info were cut off each side. Those 3 inches of info were kinda important.
It's like game.
I told Batman and Robin it would be a game for us and we would ALWAYS lose.
Five more days.
Deep breath.
Forty more hours.
How many things can this person delete in 40 hours?
We will see..........
A huge shout-out to just boxing-up files and not scanning them.
Wow.
It's so cool that we have a favorite scanner that makes scanning a cinch.
Don't use it.
Take all the IMPORTANT files and cram them in a box and take them downstairs cause you know --> outta sight outta mind.
It's the final countdown!!!
Do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do
In 6 weeks there will be NO more "can you secretly fix this letter cause the formatting..." or my personal fave, "Batman wants the letter to look like this. Why am I given THIS????" *waves letter*
No more rhetorical questions.
No more questions that require me to answer, "I have wondered that for circa 10 years."
#byefelicia
THIRTY-TWOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! That's all. Thirty-two little paperclips are strung together.
My new work song is Gloria Gaynor's "I will survive."
First I was afraid, I was petrified.
