nope, not dwelling on it. well over it. I called the kids to say goodnight and sounded up beat and happy because I was...no, not because H looked like crap, but because I'm coming out of my funk, and have a good weekend planned.
I just made out my to-do list for tomorrow and not sure I'm going to get everything in. funny how just a few months ago when we first separated the weekends seemed to last for weeks...I was so sad, bored, restless, overwhelmed. now they fly by. I'm still sad to not have the kids fri night-sun morning, but honestly its been years since I've had any "me" time and I kind of like it. in fact, if H and I do reconciled (yeah, right), I plan to keep it up. love my kids, but I was starting to forget who I was, outside of being a mommy.
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
