Interesting freudian slip. Sitting at D10's school waiting for her rehearsal to get out -- I was off today because of getting a tooth implant in the morning -- when W calls. She runs through a couple of school things, D7 has missed a ton of days and she got a letter from the school concerning that topic.

Basically, school wants a doctor's note for the rest of the year when she is sick, which means extra co-pays so W is not happy.

At the end, she said, that means "we'll have to meet with the lawyer ... I mean doctor every time she's sick."

Even though it hurt my mouth, I giggled.

Scheduled my last paid session with Dottie (DB counselor) for Monday. Going to ask about conversations, letting her talk, validating if it has anything to other than the kids or cutting her off and not allowing me to be that crutch.

Last time I talked to Dottie I got so fired up I screwed up and forced W into a R talk, which did not go well at all. That was 3 1/2 weeks ago.

GALing is going better. May be heading out with a professional friend on Friday. Have asked a single lady from church to meet for a music concert on Saturday but haven't heard back. I don't want to scare her. It's not a date. I just want to get out of the apartment on Saturday.

Feeling better about things.


Me: 47, Ds 17-13, D final 6-11
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