I guess Sally is right--I really have come a lot further than I give myself credit for.
A few short years ago, I would be physically ill right now, worrying about what stunts my husband, aka "The Derby Ambassador", aka "The Derby Sheriff" might pull this week. This year I just don't care. No butterflies in the stomach at the first mention of the "Run For The Roses", starting immediately after the new year. No anxiety as "Thunder" officially kicked things off last weekend.
Thank you God. Thank you Melody Beattie. Thank you Kate. Thank you my friends.
I truly, truly don't care any more.
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