I should be doing my taxes, but I’m way too excited to think about it. I’ll do them after.

First up, the eczema on my forehead is almost gone! Holy cow! My prodigal forehead is returned! I can’t tell you how happy this makes me. I’d say “ecstatic” is a good word, but I’m a little too tired for that much effort. Various other parts of my body are also improving. Don’t ask me what I’m doing, cause I don’t know. Could be all the weeks of vitamins have finally built up or the water or the lotions or the…wait…it rubs the lotion on it’s skin or the crocheting or I’ve finally calmed down enough. Whatever. It’s going away and I’m jazzed as all get out.

Secondly, I can’t remember if I mentioned it or not, but my boyfriend and I are looking at a house. No, we’ve bid on a house. Sure it’s his money, but it’s going to be our house.  My boyfriend makes about a gagillian more than I do, so…yeah, that’s how it’s working out. I’ll contribute and stuff…but anyway, the bid is on. I’ll have more as things progress. Let me just tell you, this house is way better than your house and way better than your mom’s house. All I can say is that my dad would be pleased as punch. He’d be so happy for me and that makes me happy.

As I was driving home tonight, the wheel cover on someone’s jeep read “Life is Good”. As I passed it on the freeway I thought “Yeah, it kind of does”.  Perhaps the joy of possibly finding a house is what’s making the eczema go away. Who knows?

Anyway, it’s all good.  Happy, but still sad. Missing my dad, I almost started crying on the drive home. I stopped myself and I don’t know why I’m sucking it up. Perhaps I don’t want to rain tears on my parade. I should go see my dad’s plot tomorrow and tell him the good news.