H just moved out, 13 months post-bomb

[Dawn of Hope]

Gosh, did I scare everyone away with my long post? I don't know if it will matter in the long run, but I would still like to hear opinions on this idea my friend has come up with. (Does ANYTHING matter in the long run? We're all gonna be dead and the earth will be toast some day anyway. Wow, I'm morbid today. Maybe it's the whole thing I'm experiencing today of having a wedding anniversary with a H who only contacts me when necessary and says things like "we haven't really been married for a long time," despite the lack of any legal dissolution proceedings.)

I digress. Yesterday one of the things I did was to do some major decluttering in my office, primarily in the closet (my office is a converted extra bedroom). I discovered that I had accumulated so many of the nice stationery boxes (from all the wedding invitations I work with) that when stacked one on top of the other, made a stack that was taller than I am! I also removed half a car-trunk load of packing supplies (bubble wrap and packing peanuts). I started going through some old letters that happen to be stored in there, but it wasn't making me feel good to read all of the love notes H was writing to me 20 years ago (I happened to start in a section of letters from 1988 and 1989), and I knew it would take an enormous amount of time, so I stopped and decided to spend my time on other things.

Now it's time for me to see if I can make some actual progress on my to-do list today. I seem to be doing marginally better with my procrastination bugaboo; I hope to turn that into "dramatically improved."

I'd still love to get some feedback on my prior post. Bring it on!

Peace,
Dawn