Reaching for the Stars

Saturday before Martin Luther King, Jr.Day and I'm pulled to run errands and be responsible with my life, yet there is a part of me that wants to fly.  Reach for the stars and have it all happen today.  Maybe it's the coffee that's creating this happy high, but my feeling is when it hits, go with it.  It's much better than how I felt Thurday when seeing my nephrologist for a kidney disease I have; PKD.  He told me I'm in stage 3 of the five stages and that my bones are crumbling due to decreasing kidney function.  Oh, lovely!  Not quite the uplifting news I'd hoped for...that the test results had improved.  They had not.  However, it sounds simple enough.  The doctor is just going to give me a prescription for yet another pill along with the two I'm already ingesting for this aspect of my disease.  Or, how this morning when I heard on the grapevine my former boyfriend got married.  Oh, glory!  But, once the sting passed, a surge that started in my toes finally reached my brain and now Top Blonde is seeing the light.  I'm actually the lucky one.  What was I thinking?  I've raised the bar and will only entertain someone who passes my own personal litmus test of standards and scruples.  In the meantime, if Mr. Really Wonderful apears on the horizon, or between the carrots and lettuce in produce..., Top Blonde is a little wiser and ready to make better choices.  See you next time!