Hope and heartache

[ClingingToHope]

So I'm getting ready for work. In fact I'm just about to leave when someone starts ringing my doorbell. I open the door and it's D7 and W. D7 is all smiles but apparently she's been up all night throwing up.

W says she "has to" be at work at 9:30 a.m. for a unit meeting. It's her unit. She can't miss it.

D7 is standing there jumping up and down. Me, I need to write two stories, go to the grocery store to compile prices for our newspaper's grocery index -- and I have to get all of this done by 4:30 p.m. because I'm working a basketball game tonight.

I didn't have my phone on. It was charging and W did send a text in the morning.

Still, Fridays are THE worst day for me to miss any time, but I couldn't turn W down with D7 standing right there. W promised, promised she would leave right at 10 a.m. to come get D7.

We'll see.

I took a lot of 2-by-4s last night and deservedly so. But early this morning I was doing my bills and wondering again why I'm holding on so tightly when financially I'd be better off with a D than an indefinite stay in limboland. I mean W has given me zero, double-zero indication there's anything left in her heart for me.