Had another bad night of dreams. No one needs to help me interpret this one. All night long I was chasing my H asking him to help me, and just when I thought he would, he'd take off running again. We were just in a bunch of different places. The house I grew up in, with our long dead neighber sitting in her yard in a recliner. The Army base where H flew in when he came home from Iraq, etc. and so on.
I'm not defeated, just so very sad it has come to this.
I know my attitude will improve over the next few days. Depressed is not a natural state for me to be in.
Eric, I'm the original Budget Babe. I've been the supreme handler of money since forever. I can pinch a penny until it screams.
imLin, thank you for your words of comfort. I know this date should not be throwing me for the loop that it is. Seems somehow prophetic that it would be 20 years and one day from the day we were married.
I'll keep putting one foot in front of the other for as long as it takes. Although I enjoy my job, I've had trouble getting out of bed the last couple of days, but that, I think is in part to the lousy sleep I've been having.
