I was so scared and nervous when i woke up this morning. Maybe there was a bit of excitement thrown in as well. I had no idea what to expect, in relation to the TV interview. I had no idea what they would ask me, so didn't even know if i would be able to answer their questions and manage to sound half way intelligent.
I need not have worried. I was being interviewed about a subject that has consumed the last couple years of my life. I have experienced it, lived it, recovered from it, and researched it every day for the last 7 months. Ask me anything about the topic and you will be hard pressed to shut me up.
I flew through the interview, and feel confidant that i did a good job. I can't wait to see it. They said it will be aired in about 3 weeks. That is not too long to wait!
I talked with them about my upcoming sentencing as well. It's weird. I am actually looking forward to getting it over and done with. I am not scared or worried about what is going to happen to me. I have absolute faith that whatever happens, it is all part of a bigger plan. Knowing that, takes away any fears that i have for my future.
It's a good feeling.
Nixon and i waited until about 7:30 to go on our walk tonight. It was so stinking hot today. It almost makes me look forward to winter again. Almost...not quite. I don't think anything has felt or tasted as good, as the cold shower that i had when we arrived home, and the watermelon that i eat after our walk, most days. My love of watermelon is something that i have rediscovered this summer. I used to love it when i was a kid, but had not eaten it in years, until this summer. Now i can't get enough of it again.
Nixon is zonked out at the end of my bed...and i am going to join him, in his zonked status now.
Oh! Nearly forgot...tomorrow night, i will no longer be daughter-less. I just got a text from Nicole, the Elvis lover, herself, asking if i can pick them up tomorrow night. Yipppeeeee!