Back to the daily grind. A regular work week, but after the road trip and house purchase, I really feel like a short-timer here, more than ever. Until a few months ago, moving wasn't really on my radar. On the other hand, our family moved quite a bit when I was growing up -- every 1-3 years. So I never really got too attached to places. I also think that is why it takes me a while before I'll let my guard down and get to know people as well. But that is something to address in therapy -- ha! Anyway, there was some interest in the house from the person looking yesterday. At this point, I'm likely to accept any reasonable offer without too much quibbling.
Of course the biggest separation is with W. But that really has already happened, and my mindset is no longer "she's gone, what am I going to do without her" to more of "I really miss her, but I can have a happy future without her". Our final D-Day is a week from today, and I am not anticipating the theatrics of last time. No heart-felt letters or last minute phone calls. Just a simple court appearance to legally finalize what has already happened in her heart.
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