My son's bus stop is a real treat (sarcasm). I'm looking around this morning and most of the women look absolutely miserable. Granted it's not supposed to be a rip roaring time but sheesh...crack a smile. And their whole appearance - very overweight, totally frumpy, almost in pajamas, makes me wonder what their M's are like, what their SL is like. Could it possible be good? I have to tell myself no or dammm, there is no hope for me. I try at least, to look good, to smile, to be friendly. WTF. Boy life isn't fair. Anyways, Heather I wanted to comment on one other thing you mentioned about "finding yourself." I find it is easy to slip into bad habits with your spouse. I am fearful of doing that with my H. Maybe that is why I was scrutinizing the women at the bus-stop today. It's like they have completely given up and that is my future if I don't watch myself. The good thing about my separation was that I was forced to find myself and now I have this M that still has some problems and it is tempting to just say F*ck it, sit on the couch eating bon-bons all day and not worry about having a great SL ever again. I think more women do that than we realize. Hmpf. I don't want that and I'm determined to fight it. One way or another. LFL
