Trying to neglect less

I hate not keeping up with my LJ. But I'm a new-to-me kind of depressed since my divorce, and one such manifestation of that is that it's hard for me to write lately. I'm okay, it's not a dangerous-to-myself kind of depression. More like a high functioning depression. But anyway that's why I'm scarce here, I think. So here's what's happened since I last checked in:

I did not adopt Ozzie. He has a new family now and he is well-loved. I miss the little fucker, though. I will visit soon.

I went to Guatemala with my friend Veronica. We had an amazing time and I'm already anxious to go back again. My Spanish is much better after a week's renewal, but I'm nowhere near as close to fluent as I was in college.

I may have broken my tailbone (again!!!). I jumped off a 50' bridge in Guatemala (part of the trip experience, into water, not like a suicidal kind of jump), and the impact severely injured my bum. I'm hoping it's just a bruise, but if it doesn't feel better in the next few days, I'll submit to x-rays, because omg ouch.

I had acupuncture today for the first time. Jury's still out on how I feel about it. Mostly it was boring. It definitely had an effect, but I can't say for sure if it made any kind of difference in the way I'm feeling. I'll reflect some more later and report back.

I am having relationship issues. Some with the relationships I'm in now and some with feelings about relationships that are over. And it's hard and I cry about it a lot. But I'm addressing these things in various therapies. So much therapy. I'm being proactive.

I'm getting decent at mandolin. Turns out that if you actually practice, you improve. Who knew? I'm going to a group bluegrass class tomorrow.

My ass hurts.