Took my W to clean out her classroom tonight. She said she had 6 or 7 boxes. Well its a good thing we took the van because 25 boxes later plus a little refrigerator and we were done. The we went to the diner to eat. Only one small outburst when I asked her if she was OK. The rest of the night was OK, other than her being very much down in the dumps. She agreed to go to see the high school play tomorrow night with me(Lost in Yonkers). It will be our first date in months. But I really have zero expectations she is so depressed, it is really sad. Oh and "we" are going to a friends house on Sunday for the SuperBowl. I guess I will see how long all this lasts.
