I've decided that saying ANYTHING is what I'm doing from here forward is a complete waste of time, because I'm still about as mentally rock solid as ice cream on a hot day. Wishy-washy is what I call it. (SIGH) All I can do is the best I can do from one day to the next, like most of us out there.
My WH and his problems are becoming less of the purpose of my life, but now I'm somewhat stuck for a purpose. I know all the positives of my life and I have to focus on them.
I used to hate when this song came on the radio when I was a kid, but "One day at a time, Sweet Jesus"
