oh lordy things are moving. But where the F are they going? Woke up to find a note under my pillow:

"I am close to a decision. I just need the week ahead. I appreciate all you have done and are ding to keep things together."

First reaction: this is good news. Then I talked to her on the phone and she told me she took D8 out to dinner with OW last night. This is NOT good news. Sickens me. Looks like I have to endure the week ahead to find out where my life is going.

I have a shovel and I'm not afraid to use it.
Stubby