I was feeling extra low. Taking d7 to school is always hard. The walk back to the car is a chance to cry. Anyhow. W calls me at work today and we talk about stuff. She tells me that she was buying organic mattresses for the kids for her place and thought that maybe she should put them at the family home because that is where they sleep the most and started to cry. I SWEAR. She has never cried on the phone with me since this started six months ago. Sure, maybe it is guilty crying but it was not centered around me. I like to look at it as a good thing. She is opening up. Allowing me to see other feelings than just happy and confident. I was very kind but strong and supportive. Later she called me again to ask about my paycheck, which was annoying, but I have that first call. She can't take that back.
As for GAL, I might get to go to South Africa for work for four days on a film set. That would be cool, right? Tomorrow I am going to take the kids to Disneyland with the hot young nanny. It was W's suggestion, although when I told her that's what I was doing, she paused. Tomorrow night I see Kobe Bryant get his MVP award. (W likes basketball more than I.)
I am freakin depressed about all of this but it sure feels like I am doing what I am supposed to. I just got the book "Choice Theory." Amazon is amazing. I never did that kind of thing before. I always relied on W to order stuff. A whole new world out there for the whole new me. I am so busy I don't know when I will be able to read my new books. Not a bad predicament. Maybe on the plane.
Nights are good lately. Mornings blow. Good luck to all of you. L
Me 41 W 39 d7, s4 M 13 Bomb ILYBNILWY November 28th, 2007
