Whazzapwitdat? They get ginormous cans of mojo in at yer Costco or what?
Hooah!
Nope, after a night of sobbing, thinking, bad parenting and restless sleep (if it counts as sleep), I woke up done.
And, H did something when I saw him that just triggered a "your gone pal" feeling...and so it went. And the mojo came through.
The real mojo expenditure is going to be on delivering fearlessly for myself. I know that setting boundaries and changing the dynamic will be the catalyst for shifts in our arrangement and movement both physically and emotionally. And while it is fun to get his attention, his train is still leaving the station...
I need to be my project now more than ever.
Next two days, a reprieve. Yay, and in the spirit of your recent post on your thread, some "chill" time.
Whazzapwitdat? They get ginormous cans of mojo in at yer Costco or what?
