Sorry, even as I was reading it back it sounded funny. Trent, you are correct. I need to stay in one place for more than 2 or 3 days. I've been couch surfing since before Christmas. I'm not leaving this hotel until Friday, at which time I will move one last time, into my apartment. The place is actually empty, but needs to be cleaned before I can get in. I need a few days to relax, get the utilities moved, and get my leg to multiple Dr. appts this week. Friday just made sense. All the walking, lifting, hauling, transferring, and worry about, "I wonder where I'm sleeping tonight" was simply exhausting and interferes with my healing. Until yesterday, I still had Christmas presents in my car, for crying out loud. *If only my Hus would pack up and get out of our house...then maybe I wouldn't be homeless?* What a tool. Thank you for your prayer for my Hus, NoCode, someone has to, and I'm just not there yet. He hurt me too many times. Yes, I'm under the care of MD, PT, and now Orthopedic Surgeon. I've taken so many meds, I can barely keep up, but I'm managing. Off work until 2/1, at least. Good thing, because I've simply got too much going on. I'm sleepy. So, I'm calling it a night. I'm looking forward to seeing S16 tomorrow afternoon. I might try to go to Mass, if I wake up in time. It's so good for my PMA (and soul).
Well I am glad to see about the apartment. I believe once you get settled, dear Goldey, you will find some healing peace in that. Sometimes it just takes getting to a place where you feel safe to help you see clearly.
Take it easy on the leg. Have someone help you out. And I also think staying at the hotel until the end of the week is a good idea. Order room service...baby yourself just a little. You will have enough time to grieve and do what you need to do emotionally to begin healing.
IN the meantime, just breath...
Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..
The healing begins. Today. I started my day with God, and visited Bear #2 in the afternoon. First visit since he was sent for post acute treatment. And it went pretty well. Now if I could just figure out how to move this bed from the hotel to my new place, we'd be all set! As a courtesy, I called Hus tonight and informed him that his child is in the hospital. His response, "I knew." WTF? Is he actually made of stone? Told him to expect my list of things I'd like to pick up from the house by the end of the month. I'm moving on... I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight. Room service, check.
After further reflection (and sleeping on it) I've decided there is no reason for STBX and I to see one another, or speak to one another, any time soon, unless there is an emergency. I'll send him a written list, and ask him to let me know what day I can come over. If there is no response, I'll petition the court for a writ that will allow law enforcement to go to the house with me. For 20 minutes. Doesn't matter. I have everything I need. Some sheets would be nice.
I think it is a very good idea, especially having law enforcement go with you to the house. If you can avoid it, make sure you have SOMEONE (preferably a large man with large muscles) go with you so you are not doing it alone.
Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..
Why thank you, ladies. I feel peaceful tonight. Got a little laundry done, took care of the phone and electric, and once I call for internet/cable, I'll kick back and enjoy the ride. Gypsy, sorry I missed your call. I'm reading, attending meetings, using the local folks like I should. I'm in really, really good hands here. Today I received a disturbing phone call, and while it startled me at first, I quickly recovered. I was able to talk myself of the ledge, all by myself! Wow! Sis and $$ is on the way by Friday. I'm taking the day for myself tomorrow. Lounge by the pool. Paint my toes. Surf craigslist for free stuff. PMA + GAL. Peace, all.
The place is actually empty, but needs to be cleaned before I can get in. I need a few days to relax, get the utilities moved, and get my leg to multiple Dr. appts this week. Friday just made sense.
Thank you for your prayer for my Hus, NoCode, someone has to, and I'm just not there yet. He hurt me too many times.