It's going to be a bumpy ride

[Trixi]

it went okay.
He was a bit surprised about the bedroom. Plus, I had taken my (and his) favorite painting and put it over the bed.

H-"you took the best painting. *I* love that painting."
Me-"It's pretty easy to have access to it; you just come home and work on the marriage." (said with a smile of course.)

For the most part, it went fine; there was one little part where I got kinda of upset. We are supposed to go to 'our' bar on Sunday for a going away party for our fave bartender and I was having a hard time imagining how it would be. I got teary because this is all so new.

He did say that this is tough on him too. That he is trying to sort things out-but he had been pretty busy. He says that he is NOT at his apartment thinking "yeah-this is so great." He is still having second thoughts; misses having me to talk to; but 'you know, [he] just needs to experience this and work out what it is that [he] needs to work out.'

He suggested that we both work on the yard on Sunday and then go to the bar to see our friend off, so that is the plan.

I think I am depressed or something-maybe overwhelmed. I had wanted to go and do Toastmasters this afternoon and a LeTip meeting this morning, and I just couldn't muster the energy. I feel totally wiped out. I am having a hard time finding the energy to even do my fave thing in the world of working with hot glass.

Maybe it is unrealistic to think that within a few days of him moving out that I would be "normal" and energetic....