This morning I woke up and thought I had to be at work. I thought it was Friday again. I looked at my watch and it said 8am. I freaked out and ran and jumped in the shower and then about midway realized it was Saturday. Ugg... I'm at a loss sometimes.

Last night I slept on the couch in the living room in front of the TV. I started thinking what do I need a second bedroom for? I don't really like sleeping in there. The bed isn't that comfortable. I wonder if it would be worth getting a big one bedroom apartment for cheaper when this 7 months is up and just giving the girls the bedroom and me sleeping on the couch.

I wonder what today holds in store.

Kevin

Me 36, W 37
M: 08/02/97
D13, D9
1st Bomb 02/08
Reconciled 04/08
2nd Bomb: 09/08
W filed for D 02/04/09
Separated 03/09
D dismissed 06/09/09
Still separated...