Been busy last coupla weeks sprucing up house for sale. Every spare minute. Mostly outside at night while the temps are still good. last night and tonight (and tomorrow, I guess: it's gonna rain) I've been inside, painting. The to-do list is still long and large, though.
Tonight I pondered contacting my wife and asking if she'd help. Thought about it a while. Don't want to be taken advantage of/do all the work and yet, I don't like being in her presence anymore.
At last mediator session (9/9) I asked her to consider talking a bit, again (we've both gone dark) and let me know. That was 23 days ago and I haven't heard from her except when she came over this week for something she needed. So, I have my answer.
S went off to his mother's house (1st W) for a few days the same day DIL walked out. So, this house of S, DIL, GS, 3 cats, 1 great dog and me emptied out in one day to just me. Weird kind of feeling. They were going to move into their own place in a couple of weeks (S is still going to) so it was gonna happen anyway. But with the bomb, the sudden emptiness here is palpable.
End journaling.
P.S. Quit smoking yesterday. 36 hrs and it's been surprisingly quite easy so far this time. And this time no patch or aids, just cold turkey. I'll keep you posted (and bored) on this.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
