Well, got to work, opened up emails. Now remembering I don't work Friday's, a factor H obviously keeps forgetting - sends an email to me Friday at work:
"Any noises this morning? (referring to the prowler)
I think that I will move in with 333 (male friend) and then decide later if I want to rent or whatever.
How much money do you need to live with each week? If you could let me know what expenses there are, I can plan a little.
Will have to budget and I will rent a storage shed for the ski and the garage stuff until deciding.
When are the boxes arriving for packing?
Having a few drinks tonight after work and then will be home a little later. Did you want me to do anything tonight or are you going to the club?
Next Friday night I am going to the footy and will be staying out. Will be home again Sunday. "
Yet he comes home friday and showers me with affection and loving words and the same on Saturday.
Sunday, different again. - just goes to show how messed up the minds are as Dawn has said they cycle.
