Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Okay, so here's the scoop: Friday night we went out with friends and had a great time; we were in good moods when we got home, W later saying that this disarmed her. I asked her if she wanted rubs, she said yeah, and I suggested that we do it in the master bed. After awhile, she asked if I'd get her pillows and mouthpieces (she grinds her teeth) in case she fell asleep in the master bed, which she did. She's slept in the master every night since. She's pretty much moved back up, including setting up her little TV that she watches to fall asleep. Now she's cleared out of the guest room, my MIL is staying there while she's visiting (she slept on an air mattress last time).
W initally said that she'd decide where she'd sleep each night, but it looks like a solid permanent thing now. She's really happy about it. Later she said that she just needed to be ready. I don't know, I guess she just had to work through it.
Commented the first night that I'm still snoring pretty hard.
She also commented that things still aren't entirely back to normal... the said the next day that she's glad that things are almost back to normal.
She's as eager to get to the end of this as I am, which is good, but doesn't want to rush it, which is also good.
GREAT STUFF!!!
Last night was bad, though, we were both up with one of the boys - I took him into the doctor this morning, bad ear infection. Just got into work a little bit ago, about noon. Dead tired.
Quote: sounds like she is confused about alot of things. sounds like to me she is using things to try to make her happy. she has yet to discover she needs to find happiness within herself
Well, yes and no, KK. It's not about things really... she's one of the most frugal and non-materialistic people I know. We had to get her a new car shortly after she dropped the bomb, and then she repeatedly suggested that we sell it, because she felt guilty, because of the money, etc. etc. She does need to figure out how to get in touch with that happiness inside though. With her, it's more that she becomes frantic, needs to excercise control. This, paired with the constant mind-changing, makes her quite a tornado sometimes. Well, you've got to love her. She's a hoot.
