A bit weird out of context

After 6 months of unemployment, I might finally have a job again. This would be a temp, possibly temp-to-hire, position back at the moving company I was with before I got laid off. Now that they're fixing some of the financial issues caused by previous mismanagement, they're discovering money to bring someone back to the office part time. If they win some of the big logistics projects they've bid on, the position could become a full time permanent position. The best part is that, since it's still part time, I'd still be eligible for supplemental unemployment insurance, I might be eligible to apply for medicaid (no benefits with a new job AND I don't have any loans in default anymore), and I can start putting aside money to deal with some health stuff (starting with my teeth, I need to go to the dentist urgently and having no money or insurance to see a dentist is starting to show).

Today was absolutely beautiful--the weather was warm, the sun was shining, tomorrow my sisters are visiting on the deck, and even though I got eaten alive by mosquitoes while I was talking to Jay on the phone, it was still gorgeous outside and felt so good to be out of the house even a little bit.

Please let this be the start of a turnaround for my life. Please. Please. Please.

One of the things I'd like to start doing is documenting my life by journalling again. We're living in Interesting Times, and I see why this could be considered a curse.
I've made up a calendar on a dry erase board to keep track of who I've written to, and how much time has passed, and when I have recurring commitments. My D&D game has moved entirely online, and we're about to have our 7th session with the new makeup of the Arcane Adventurers on Wednesday. The Arcane Adventurers players are Jacynthia (Kithri), Savannah (Quest), me (Thori), and Jon (Rhogar), and our DM is Cody. I've also taken on the job of cleaning the house every week, since my parents' cleaning person is the caretaker of someone in a vulnerable population. This means that I've managed to accumulate a small hoard of cash, because the closest bank is still 20+ minutes away by car because I never switched away from the bank I had in Lexington.
Today I sent cards to Joe and Fiona, which I got out to the mailbox about 15 minutes after our mail carrier had picked up the mail 😑
I've added my great-aunt to my list of people to write cards to; I've regretted for years that I didn't write to my grandparents more frequently, and now they're both gone, but Aunt Neenie is still here. She'll be 95 in December, and I want to be able to write her while I still can.
For now, I need to get up from this chair and go pee before I start doing the potty dance.
I miss all of your faces, even if I've never seen your faces. I miss people, and going out, and spending time in restaurants. One day we'll be able to be closer than 6' apart, and I hope all of us are alive to see it.