I've been thinking of all of you, though I haven't had time to post.
Gardener, I am waay looking forward to next year..August 1st? what? hmm? oh, yeah, whatever!
The subconscious mind has fought up from the depths, and is producing lovely little X and OW dreams. This morning was a long involved one, wherein we were both sort of living in the house, and things were just going so smoothly and as if nothing had changed. I finally said something about it, and X started talking about all the reasons he couldn't trust OW, and wanted to get back with me. I was trying not to cry, and thinking..remember DB!!! don't give in too easily! Make him work for it! Funny, in all he was saying, he didn't say: ILY, just that OW wasn't working out for him. But I didn't notice that in my dream.
I woke up (next to my Transition Object! ) and fled to the bathroom for a drink of water and splash of water on my face.
I guess my mind just has to do this.
The tears come and go, but each day is a little better.
In fact, I am off on a bike riding date!
Hint: if you tell a date your full name and tell her to google you (I thought, great! I can find out if he is an ax-murderer!), and you have a great family website up--TAKE OFF THE LINK ABOUT YOUR GASTRIC REFLUX DISEASE HISTORY!!
Talk about TMI!! I almost canceled the date then and there.
But--nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? And at least I know he isn't an ax-murderer!
When I get back, I am going to check up on LFA! I want to know what's going on, girl!
) and fled to the bathroom for a drink of water and splash of water on my face.
