I had my realtor give me all the info on the rental house and then told the Wacky WAW (or WWAW) that we needed to list the house. Suddenly, panic crossed her face and for the first time in 12 weeks, I had control. She asked that I give her a month to do this aprtment gig and see if this was really what she wanted. I told her I wasn't sure if that was going to work for me. That I would get back to her on it. Shock across her face again. I finally shocked her by taking control - But not in a mean way.
Good. This is a big step.
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Now to keep this, GAL, add new clothes that fit my slimmer body (20lbs lost since the bomb), bought the new colgne and to make myself scarce.
Sound like me now. This is also a big step, and needed.
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I found myself having this extremely unattached (detachment) feeling again today as I moved throughout my workday.
Good deal again. Keep working at it. You will still be up and down. And that's ok.
